I was already pissed off having been awakened today by the shrieking of my cell phone just after 7 AM by what turned out to be a false alert about a regional nuclear power station. In fact, not only was the 7:20 alert issued in error but it was only supposed to be sent out to those within 10 km of the site. I live about 35 km away.
But I just got another one! Again with the cell phone shrieking early on a Sunday morning! Would you believe this one is to tell me that the one I got 2 hours ago was sent in error! An alert to tell me there was no alert two hours ago. Are they are insane?
I will add this episode to the series of false 3 A.M. Amber alerts (especially those from 1000 km away!) and missile attacks at any hour.
I know it was annoying for you, but I had to chuckle at the bureaucratic incompetence. Who on earth would think that’s a good idea? I wonder if it’s a rule – if we send an alert as a mistake, we’ve got to send out another alert that the first one is a mistake.
The first alert was actually a double mistake - it should not have been sent to anyone, and even if was to be sent should have only gone to those living within 10 km.
The second alert was bureaucratic competence doing its job by apologizing for its incompetence.
After an Alaska Air flight where we went to Fairbanks but our luggage went to Fargo, we rolled to a near-Arctic-Circle resort in November to watch the Northern Lights. We were put up in a newer hotel-like building and were apparently the only guests there. We stayed up late, watching auroras roil, sipping wine, naked in the warmth, and crawled into bed even later.
The fire alarm went off at 7:07am. We groggily leapt from bed. What to do, what to do? Run naked out into the snow? Take time to dress, and maybe burn up? Then the alarm stopped. We called the main desk. “Oh, sorry, we were just testing the alarm, we didn’t know anyone was in the building. Sorry.”
Fortunately for me, the moronic way that they’ve rolled out amber alerts here has trained me to power off my phone whenever I receive an “emergency alert”. So I missed the second alert and didn’t worry unnecessarily about impending nuclear doom that wasn’t happening.
My mobile lives downstairs in the kitchen on its charger when I’m home. Meaning it is a floor away from me at night. I would never hear an alert, but then, I’m not certain one has ever come in.
I went to bed pretty late on Saturday night and to be woken up with a alert about a potential nuclear problem…let’s just say that I didn’t get back to sleep.