So, last night, I set off the car alarm in a parking garage. Apparently, if you accidentally lock the doors twice, the car just assumes you are being mugged or kidnapped or someone is trying to jack you. It was none of those things. I just locked the doors twice. It really wasn’t that serious.
Then, this morning, we are awoken by the blaring fabulosity of the fire alarms here. This was taxing for two reasons. Reason one, they were freaking loud as all hell, and I can’t help but wonder if perishing in a fire would be a decent alternative to having to listen to them. Reason two, we don’t have any renter’s insurance yet, and I would be truly and utterly pissed off if we just moved all of this shit across the country only to have it get destroyed with no funds to replace it. That would just be irksome.
The moral of the story is this, most alarms are false, but they are incredibly loud.
September 20th, 2008 at 8:43 am
The real fun comes when drunken college boys pull the fire alarms in the dorms at 3 AM in the middle of March, and campus security regulations require all students to vacate the building while it is inspected for actual fire.
September 20th, 2008 at 4:13 pm
oh my gosh. seriously, that happened so many times when i was in school!
September 21st, 2008 at 7:34 am
We sell these personal alarms at work. Designed for backpackers to attach to themselves, they have a ring that you pull if you feel you’re in danger and emit a rather peircing noise. I can’t help but wonder if it would incapacitate the owner more than the person attempting to rob them.
I always like to say: ‘It may not stop them, but maybe they’ll pause long enough for you to run away - because you know with all the false alarms you probably aren’t getting any help.’