The colleagues scared me silly today by announcing that there was a "tornado watch" in the area. Being Singaporean, the closest thing to a natural disaster we get are heavy monsoon rains which (rarely) result in flooded shopping malls, soggily destroyed businesses :(, and citizens angry at the government for wussy drainage. So, pretty ignorant there.
I was all ready to dive under my desk for maximum shelter, saved my work obsessively (why, what could be worse than getting wiped out by a tornado AND losing the monster of the file I had been slaving over?), and had a minor flip out moment when I realised I had left my sun roof tilted. Sped out to save poor little yellow bug, only to discover there wasn't even a drizzle in the clouds, though the air strangely warm and heavy and yellow, and I was absolutely positive that Harold Camping had been 11 days early in his predictions.
But thank God for keeping us safe from the wreck that the tornado caused just a little bit further West.
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Evelyn
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