Wednesday, May 9, 2007
Dee called from across the street. "I can't come home. There's a bomb threat!" I immediately looked out the window and saw him in the car at the intersection. The street was filled with firetrucks, an ambulance, and a bomb squad vehicle, as well as several policemen setting up a perimeter to block traffic. It was happening right there, 7 floors below me! I couldn't see what was going on, and I didn't know what I should do. I called downstairs to the office and they said we weren't being evacuated and we should stay inside for now.
The TV flashed a Breaking News banner. There we were! The news crew was setting up on our front steps! Apparently there were 2 big packages left on the steps of a building 2 doors up. A foreign flag of some sort was draped across the largest package, and there was no postage or address, which made it suspicious. The bomb squad sent a robot up to detonate it. There was a loud boom, and then the debris was examined closer. It turns out it was a sewing machine. Actually sewing machines have caused a lot of stress in my life (the whole bobbin thing...) so I understood how the robot felt. After another hour, everyone had gone home and it barely made the 10:00 news tonight.
Dee was finally able to get past the guards, and when he walked in our door he had another suspicious package with him. The return address was Land's End, and it contained the candidates for my new swimming suit. I just had to try them on and decide. Now truly, which event is the scarier?