Today has been way too interesting.

[kellinator]

This morning my phone rang:

ariedana: Hey, I'm just calling to make sure you're at work, because there's been a shooting at the Fulton County Courthouse.
kellinator: I'm not at work. I'm downtown.

Yup, I was at GSU Law for an interlibrary loan meeting at the time this was all going down. My mother didn't know, so of course I had to tell her. "Thanks for calling to check on me, Mom. Yes, of course I'm fine... I was downtown while it was happening. I saw the police helicopters. Don't you feel great about me living in the big city?"

I'm such a bad daughter.

My parents worry about me working so close to the CDC, in case of a terrorist attack or something.

What I Tell Them: "Mom, Dad, there's no reason to worry. They take all sorts of safety precautions. It's probably one of the safest places I could be."
What I'm Thinking: If something happens to the CDC, I am so toast, but I'm not telling them that.

So yeah. Psycho killer loose in the Southeast, watch out for a green Honda Accord. If you have a green Honda Accord, stay off the road so you won't be mistaken for a psycho killer.

I'd try to say Something Important here, but there really aren't words for stuff like this.

Comments

[galateadia.livejournal.com]

back in the 70's my dad had occasion to go to special meetings at the CDC. he's always said it was one of the safest places to be if something went wrong. at least you'd know about it first! *lol*