...well, actually it was fire-alarm sprinklers. I came home to find out that someone caught my apartment building on fire. Idiots. Oh joy. Here are some beautiful pictures depicting the event:
Apparently a girl was cooking and started a fire. Instead of throwing baking powder on that bad boy, or I don't know using the fire extinguisher that was literally located less than one foot away... home girl moved it right off the stove under the fire alarm! So dumb. (I guess in her defense... if I were in that situation, I would panic too). Here's the front of the microwave/back of the oven that took the brunt of the beating.
Some freshmen got a picture with the firemen. Lame! (But really, lets be honest... I wish I got a picture too!)
Because this lovely sister set the fire alarm sprinklers off, we now (all 4 floors below the flaming apartment) get to be in the lovely (temporary) owners of these jet plane-ish dryers to hopefully avoid water damage... oh and the thermostat set to 110!!!!! Lets just say that I feel like I'm in the middle of the Sahara during the hottest time of the day!
We were given specific instructions to keep the door shut, because of the dryers... we even got little blue tape reminders!
A bigger view of the two firetrucks, ambulance, and police car. As you can tell, nothing ever happens here in sexy rexy, so when it does, we must get pictures for the record!
Lots of love!
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