Last night around 11:00, I decided to take a shower before hopping into bed. I've always wondered "what should I do if the fire alarm goes off while I'm in here?" ...and apparently I'm really good at predicting the future because that's exactly what happened!
I was the lucky one who had to run downstairs with wet hair (mind you, there was still conditioner in it) and stand outside for 20 minutes in 50-something degree weather with a robe partially on, and a thin blanket wrapped around me.
But did anyone help? No. Did anyone feel sorry for me? Nope. Everyone just laughed at me, even my "friends" which was the best part of all. I want to give a big THANK YOU to all of those people, and I hope that you are put in the same situation one day--it's really fun.
TO ALL OF THOSE WHO SAY "my life is a joke," "my life sucks," or things like that...I can assure that nothing is more embarrassing than what I had to go through last night. The END.
