plumtreeblossom | My First Earthquake, Complete With Ice Cream (Reply)

We were all at the office on the 5th floor in Kendall Square, working and anticipating the ice cream social our building management company was having that day. When my chair began to jiggle, I thought it was my fat butt taking on a life of its own. But then it was my whole cubicle and monitor shaking, and we all prairie-dogged out of our cubes and offices and realized we were in an earthquake. We grabbed our essentials and went down the 5 flights of stairs. If you've ever seen me go down stairs...it took me a looooong time. A nice manager from our neighboring department insisted on walking with me to make sure I got out okay. That was very kind of him and I felt guilty.

We got to the 1st floor, and the workers setting up the ice cream social hadn't felt a thing. We texted and Tweeted because we are nerds, I called

beowabbit to make sure the abstract sculpture he works in was still standing, and everyone had ice cream on the sidewalk.

Not too shabby, if one has to be in an earthquake.