They look pretty calm now, but I heard they went berserk when the earthquake hit at about a quarter to two this afternoon. Xena was tearing around the house and Beano probably went into deep hiding.
I didn’t even feel it at all.
I was making myself a fruit salad in the kitchen at The Firm, slicing strawberries and minding my own business when one of the IT guys walked by and asked, “Didn’t you feel the earthquake a couple of minutes ago?”
I work in a company full of pranksters so I let that one go by. Earthquake? In Ontario? Last time I felt an earthquake I really FELT it — stuff was falling off the shelves. If I’d felt the building move, the first thought would be a bomb. I was certain all sirens would start blaring and the police state that we’re currently working in would escalate into a full-on emergency situation, complete with alleged links to terrorism. But nothing happened. Oh no, untrue: someone in the office claimed to have farted.
I was in Vancouver during two earthquakes, the first one was at night while I was fast asleep and it moved the bed across the floor! It was so forceful I thought a small airplane had crashed into my apartment building on Beach Avenue. The second one wasn’t much later, maybe only a year or two, and it was during the day when I was working from home. I remember thinking to myself, ‘Eh, earthquake”, and holding on to the shelf so it wouldn’t tip over but that was only because the second time I was wide awake and could comprehend the situation. Being woken by an earthquake is enough to give a person a heart attack.
Fancy wrote about it, she was much closer to the epicentre.
Oh, and there was also a tornado nearby tonight.
What’s next? Maybe the G20 fake lake will flood?
