The calm of a spring/summer night is shattered by the apartment building fire alarms. Woman wakes up and runs to the door. Man follows and water drips on his head from the ceiling. As he turns to look back, water begins to drip from the smoke detector.
Cut to confusion in the stairwell. Neighbors are asking each other what's going on. It seems that the water leak is only on one side of the building. Finally, the neighbors go upstairs to the top apartment where they are greeted by a woman who hastily explains that she was filling up her bathtub and then talking on the phone and forgot about the bathtub and OH MY! it overflowed. Seriously.
Tub Woman calls the fire department. The West Lanham Volunteer Fire Department arrives 20 minutes later to turn off the apartment building's fire alarm. The neighbors waiting outside are surprised to find that the West Lanham Volunteer Fire Department is lead by Sargeant Mayhem, who looks to have perhaps shaved once in his life, and a gaggle of pudgy 16 year olds with clown pants and big boots. They proceed to thump up and down the stairs about ten times before determining that they are unable to do anything about the deafening fire alarm. Man asks Sargeant Mayhem if maybe it's the water-logged smoke detectors that are causing the alarms to ring. The noble Sargeant says he doesn't think so and gets into his big truck and drives away,
Tub Woman calls the building maintenance emergency hotline. She is greeted by an answering machine. Tub Woman calls a series of other numbers that are listed for emergency services for the complex. No one answers. Eventually, Man wanders back into his apartment and discovers that his smoke detector is now going off. Woman disconnects the smoke detector which stops the apartment building fire alarm. Man disconnects the battery to the smoke detector which brings blessed silence.
The West Lanham Volunteer Fire Deparment return to their outpost, Five Guys Hamburger Restaurant to await another call to aid their fair county.
2 comments:
Ha Ha. Very entertaining. You could make a movie off of the stuff you write. The sad part is, it's all true. Who was Prince George anyway? I hope he wasn't a bumbling idiot like so many in his county. That wasn't nice. I'll stop now.
what email address should I email you at now that you're no longer umd.edu?
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