Thread by @usnehal

Okay then... there was a fire in my building on the 15th floor...

..but because you live on the 25th floor you don’t even hear the sirens of fire trucks

*for* your own building!

Wow, there is a metaphor or two in that for sure....

#newyorktough

I was happily on a belated Zoom Eid Party + farewell for my nephew going to college. All dressed

And then I get texts.. are you okay? Two people I know live on my neighborhood including @nkagetsu

Who says NYC is a lonely place? Everyone knows what is happening in my building before I do & looking out for me.

Then I was like, *sniff, sniff* okay, smoky - but am used to

So I googled. Yup, that’s my building

I had to put on real pants to investigate

Hallway:smoky

I gingerly went down 1 flight of stairwell towards sounds of firemen and their walking talkies but that was going toward fire location. Yelled until fireman popped head around corner

Hello? Hello?!” I had yelled cuz I ain’t going towards the fire & smoke.

He said “you should be fine”

but as I am trained in closed loop communication I asked him 3x in slightly different ways. “So you are saying I should go back to my apt and not leave the bldg? It is safe?”

And if one is dressed up for Eid wearing your grandmother’s jewelry

..then..

stop to take a selfie in the hallway mirror...

Cuz I even kinda curled the front part of my hair... I got ready in 20 min after a team meeting so this was my presto chango (yes, hair a bit frizzy 🤷🏻‍♀️)