It would be impossible to ignore/miss these fire alarms. They’re spaced about every 20 feet along the hallway, big, really fucking LOUD red bells, with strobe lights attached, for the deaf kids, I guess. You would have to be dead to sleep through this, or if your music was loud enough to block it out, there’s no way you’d be dozing. They do go through and check rooms to see if everyone’s left the building.
Also, I quote from the school’s Res Life brochure -
No shit. I went to college too, spanky. I once lived in a building with the loudest buzzer-type fire alarms known to man. The kind that could literally confuse and disorient you if you stumbled across the sweet spot (i.e., the entire hallway and stairwell). There was even a unit in each and every room. No door to shield you. It requires determination, but any fire alarm can be ignored.
For instance, don’t “doze”. You were listening to your music real loud to blow off some steam, but you’re a considerate neighbor; thus, the headphones. And you had a shirt over your face so the streetlight outside your window/rising sun wouldn’t disturb you.
And, like I said, don’t do it unless you live on the ground floor, and you can bring yourself to tell a little white lie about headphones. (Is that in the ResLife brochure, too?)
We had another fire alarm in my residence last night. They’re pretty frequent here.
Every time I get closer and closer to just staying in bed.
Funny how being caught inside during an alarm is a $500 fine but pulling a false alarm is only $300.
Just out of curiosity: What does being on the ground floor have to do with it?
Because then you can step out of your window if the fire is real.
Ah.
Hey Antares, wanna know what might be even better (not that I’m trying to minimize your pain & flaming-deathiness - I’m with you totally.)?
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Try being a wheelchair-user who lives in a dorm where there are no ground floor rooms - closest is 2nd floor, where you live.
Try having Public Safety assure you that they’ll come up when the fire bell rings to let you know why (i.e. scheduled drill/assmonkeys pulled a stunt/an actual emergency) only to find out that they were full of shit and never ever come to check on you unless they’re doing a floor-check.
Try contemplating that you could very well pass into Crispy Critterdom unless you took the initiative and hurled your paralyzed ass down a flight or two of stairs.
Count me amongst the folks who’re utterly delighted that they have never/no longer dorm. And like I said, Antares, I understand the reason for your wrath - I wouldn’t think of denying your justification for a rant. It’s just that the thread brought back cherished fire alarm memories.
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