DC experienced a 5.6 magnitude earthquake yesterday. I was at work, standing on my too-tall high heels, in the middle of a heated 'strategic discussion'. I just kept on talking. My coworker silently dove under his desk before anyone could even say 'I think it's an earthquake'. My boss finally said - I think we need to get down. So I started to get under my desk, but then the shaking stopped so I just looked like an idiot in my heels and skirt trying to get under my desk.
My cats, according to my husband who was home with the baby at the time, ran under the couch before the rumbling even started.
My cats are smarter than I am.
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