The Last 10 Minutes - My 9/11 Story
In what will surely be lost in the overabundance of infinitely more tear-inducing "Where Were You?" 9/11 stories, I give you the first-hand account of just another dotcom worker bee with a jerk expat boss named Richard who couldn't care less about terrorism, since it never happens in Australia.
View my 9/11 story here.
posted by Peter at 6:49 PM
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I found out right as I was doing the "oh! crap! the alarm didn't go off! I'm going to be LATE!" dance in our bedroom. I was not late. Stayed at the office all day and even had a client meeting, where we just sat and listened to the radio the whole time. The streets were almost empty, there were "closed for obvious reasons" signs up all over. I stayed home (because....I...could?) the next day.
I was getting ready for work when I think someone called me and told me to turn on the TV (my mom?). Or maybe I had just turned the TV on myself, I don't remember. All I remember is seeing the devastation and the smoking tower, and I swear, I remember seeing on TV, LIVE, the 2nd plane crash into the second tower. I'm pretty sure I'm not imagining it. I stood there in shock saying "oh my god!! oh my god!!" over and over again as tears welled up in my eyes over the horribleness of it. Then I wondered if Armaggedon was going to be next and I told my workmates about Bible prophecies. They probably thought I was crazy.
i know i was thinking Armageddon. and i knew my boss wasn't going to make it, and somehow that made me smile.
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