Drills

This week we had a missile drill. I've written about these before, but they amuse me. Not because I think that incoming missiles are amusing, but because of what happens during them.

I was bringing something over to somebody and the siren went off-- I forgot that it was supposed to go off, so when it went off the woman I was at said, "Oh, do you want to come in?" I declined, saying I had to get back home. Meanwhile there were lots of other people out (aka, not in shelters/safe rooms). Yeah...about that...