Wednesday, February 2, 2011

High Rise Fire!

"holy sh!t dude there was a fire!!!"

i was blessed enough to be able to go back to the states for christmas this last year. this was awesome but it also meant a lot of shopping for gifts and packing and getting ready to go and fighting fires.

my flight was scheduled to leave at 7:10 in the evening on a tuesday. at around noon on the same tuesday i left my apartment to get some last minute cheap china shopping in before i sat on a plan for a quarter century. as i was leaving my complex i ran into jason the rap sensation of my last post. we said hey and kept goin our own way. jason had left just a little before me and had to go back because he had forgotten something, the best mistake hed made in a long time.

i had been in a cab for about three minutes when i got a call from jason, here is how the conversation went;

me- hello

jason- holy sh!t dude there was a fire! (as stated above)

me-... huh?

jason- an effin FIRE DUDE!!!

me-... what do you mean?

jason- ugh, there was a fire! just come back to the aprartment RIGHT NOW!!!

                                                                me-... ok.

needless to say i had no idea what was goin on.

when i got back to the apartment there was smoke all through the 16th floor and i learned that soot seems to get everywhere,  places you woudlnt even think of. i walked over to our little nook type thing and saw a charred chair sitting in a pool of water, with a surge protecter in the water, and two dirty bowls half full of water.

the surge protector had popped and started the chair ablaze. when jason got to our apartment, no more then 5 minutes after i had left, the whole chair was on fire and it was moving towards the table and up the wall.

now, looking back in hindsight, it probably wasnt a good idea to throw water on an electrical fire, but i dont hold it against my fire fighting, panic stricken hipster room mate.





everyone seems to think the best part of this story is the we called help us clean up was convinced it was all my fault. at least until we figured out the faulty surge protector. i didnt think it was all that funny. ha. i dunno why she thought it was me, but i was singled out of the room mates and guilty until proven innocent. she even had jason considering the possibility for awhile, though he'll never admit it. haha. i couldt even understand half of what she was saying, but the looks she kept throwin me was communication was enough. i was a foreign devil. lol


so my last few hours in beijing was spent cleaning up this huge mess, but i was able to get my shopping done cuz when i went out to buy some stuff to clean up i was able to snag some things for my brothers in the same market, so it all worked out.

so by the time i had gotten all my things to the airport and checked in and i had boarded the plane i was MORE then happy to "sit back, relax, and enjoy the flight."

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