It was Friday night at 4:00am and all of sudden the hotel's fire alarm system goes off. The sound was so piercing that I immediately jumped out of bed. I waited ten seconds to see if they were going to silence the alarm and when it kept on going I realized it was time to get dressed and head for the stairs. Baby Butterball and I were out the door, running for our lives. It took the fire department 30 minutes to clear the place as safe and the alarms were finally turned off. As I laid in bed trying to go back to sleep all I could think of was 3 things:
1. I forgot to take my valuables with me in case the building burnt down
2. Thank God I'm not the GM of this hotel tomorrow morning
3. I better start getting used to waking up in the middle of the night for the next 18+ years
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When your belly is the size of a watermelon and your bladder the size of a walnut, you'll be gettng up to pee practically every hour at night. And at meetings. And during drives. And during sitcoms.
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