That's funny... we just had a fire/evac drill today too.
Kinda pointless, but then again, not. Making people actually go through the motions of an evac is actually a good thing. Panic does bizarre things to people, and they'll do really odd things under stress. Under stress the mind will tend to revert to the closest matching memory and do that thing-- even if it is wildly inappropriate.
They used to tell us in Law Enf school about a couple of newbie FBI agents that got killed in firefights... one of them, in the middle of a shootout-- started picking up his empty brass-- because that's what they'd always done in training at the range. Another was killed when his gun jammed and he stood up and raised his hand-- like they'd done in training.
That's why we never picked up brass at USCG ranges until the guns were all put away, and we were trained to fix our own jams instead of asking for an insructor. Simple stuff, but it's funny what the mind will latch onto under stress.
I'd understand the need for an evacuation drill more if I wasn't on the third floor of a four story building. There's only one way out.
Like wish they had a shot of whiskey after 10 years of being on the wagon?? That's what happened to me after I saw that roof shooting through the air toward me yesterday!
We gots power...got it back around 3 hours ago. Steve is enjoying a hockey game whilst in a horizontal position.