urbanblitz

I know the title is so unoriginal. So bite me! I mean that figuratively. I thought I might point that out before you get any ideas. Well it all started out when my co-worker Scott and I was in dire need of caffeine. And we headed over to Barnes and Noble cafe to get our Frap. Dude! We had to take advantage of that buy one, get one free frap while we can. So we got our frap, and were about to putz out of Barnes and Noble when the lights went out. Then we headed out of the store and realized that all the lights were out on the street. We walked to our building and figure there was no way to get upstairs. So we tried calling our boss to tell him that we were downstairs but of course, our cell phones were dead. But finally, we got upstairs. Turns out the interns thought we were stuck in the elevator. In the end, my boss convinced all to go over to his house to chill for a few hours. I was getting a bit worried about my mom. She’s in her mid 70s. We have a cordless phone at home, but she would have no idea how to put the spare corded phone into the jack. On top of fact, she didn’t know that my radio in my room had a back up battery. My mom was home alone with nothing, and I was getting really worried.

We all got some grub and headed off around 7:30 pm. Diana and I had to leave, because we started experiencing some allergic reactions to the cat. So we set off toward the Manhattan bridge hoping that we would be able catch a bus when we got to Brooklyn. While we were walking down Broadway, we were hoping that we would be able to catch a bus down to the Brooklyn Bridge, but the buses were not stopping. And traffic was just murderous. It was pitch dark in Chinatown, and I actually tripped over something. It was not a pretty sight. There were swarms of people walking over the bridge with only the full moon as their guiding light. Finally when we got over the bridge, we headed over to Fulton Mall to wait for the bus. But again, the buses were still not stopping. Some woman had walked by and said that the buses were stopping around Atlantic Avenue. We headed over to Atlantic, but the buses were still not stopping. Eventually we walked over to my cousin’s apartment hoping that his roommate might be home. Luckily for us his friend Mark was there unplugging all his appliances. During this pit stop, Diana and I got some water drink and she called her parents. Who eventually picked us up from Grand Army Plaza. By now we had already walked 5 1/2 miles.

As I got closer to home, I thought I was in the wrong neighborhood. There way too many trees. Then again, I never tried walking home in the dark without any street lights. When I got home, I was literally feeling my way up to apartment. My building was pitch dark. But I finally made it home by 11:30 pm. I had a sense of relief that my mom was okay.

The next day, I ended up sleeping most of the day. And my shins are killing me. In the morning, I headed outside my house to see what was going on. And I left my clock radio with my mom in the living room. I tuned it to the Chinese radio station, so she would be able to listen to the news. Let’s just say when I got home, the radio was in the kitchen and it didn’t look like she was going to give it back to me anytime soon. Yup! She did it again. About 3 years ago, she came into my room to see if you could borrow my boom box. Let’s just say, she never returned it. Argh!

Eventually , the electricity came back on at around 7 pm. And the first thing I did was turn on my computer. Ha ha.

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