The deafening sounds of the fire alarm went off at Triad Apartments today at 4.20pm, bringing crowds of student residents out of their lazy saturday afternoons and into the parking lot down below. I smelt burning plastic just as I left the apartment, grabbing only my girlfriend Penny, my Sidekick phone, keys and wallet (Yes, in that order).
Three fire trucks, a police patrol car and an ambulance came to the scene. After 15 miniutes or so, the firemen came back out and declared it ok to return. As I walked back through the lobby, I overheard a conversation between a group of male Chinese tenants and the apartment supervisor where they said one of their friends accidentally left something burning. The supervisor simply said “You guys are in big trouble”.
A series of Flickr photos of the event posted via my Sidekick awaits here.