Yesterday morning my alarm clock went off, I turned it off, rolled over and slept for another hour and a half. I finally made myself get up, made some breakfast, and then settled down in my armchair with a textbook before it happened. At first I didn't really notice anything, and suddenly I realized my apartment was shaking and my stove was making a hellacious noise. I dash to the window to see if people are running out to the street and what do I see? A huge truck outfitted as an EARTHQUAKE MACHINE! There were some workers in my front yard with probes stuck into the soil and looking at machines connected to the probes.
It's very reassuring and all to see that they take earthquake safety so seriously here, but that machine was parked in front of my building for twenty minutes, and I'd like to see Albert Einstein focus on HIS textbooks when the stove in the next room is jumping up and down like a rattly, clunky Mexican jumping bean. Those machines are so powerful when it moved down the street to test the building next door my entire apartment was STILL shaking!
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