Sunday, April 25, 2010

The Incident

Troubled by the loud (what I'd assumed to be) construction noises outside, I moved to pull my window close and ended up making direct eye contact with a fireman positioning a ladder traveling up my building.

"OK. Interesting." And so I moved to the living room, where, from a side vantage point, I could spy on the fireman instead of staring face-on. That was how I spotted the 3 fire trucks, one police car, and one emergency rescue vehicle all parked outside my building. And a nice crowd of spectators, too, dutifully holding up their cameras and phones toward me.

But why? It didn't make sense that they'd be rescuing a stray cat. We have elevators for that. And as far as I could tell, I wasn't being engulfed in flames. So I headed downstairs to investigate.

At the stairwell, I bumped into an archetypal blond, handsome, fireman, "We had reports of smoke from the garage," he said, "But it was nothing." And just like that, by the time I got back upstairs, the ladder was coming down and the trucks soon fanned out. Almost as if the whole thing never happened. Or if I'd only seen flashes of the event in my mind.

And now, mysteries remain, like why the firemen looked so grimy if there was no fire, why they were headed up the ladder when the garage is in the basement, and oh yeah, why they'd send three trucks to investigate smoke reports before evacuating the building? Is my building harboring the smoke monster/Christian Shepherd/John Locke?

In the future, Building, if there's mysterious garage smoke serious enough to alarm three fire trucks, or if my balcony is going to be used as an alien helipad, a little notice might be nice.

1 comment:

Dave said...

In answer to your three fire trucks question... they always send out three because each one contains a different set of equipement... not everything can fit on the one. Amusing though that they required a ladder for a basements "fire!"