I get a pass for an earthquake, right? My co-worker and I were having a late lunch outside when the earth shook. It took us a whole minute to realize that the earth should not in fact be shaking (after I spent half that minute reminding myself I wasn’t in fact drunk) and that we might want get away from the gigantic buildings looming over our heads. After finding our the rest of our office safe and sound– we relocated to the bar for an “official meeting” until our building reopened exactly 1 cocktail later. Jo has been renaming the event: ZOMBIE APOCOLYPSE, EARTHQUAKEOLOPOLYPSE, EARTHQUAKE AGEDDON.
More news tomorrow. I pinky promise.