Last Wednesday night, we had a fire drill. Which was really a beer drill. Allow me to 'splain.
There are some guys who live above me. I think they're great. They have huge speakers, however, that I think are not so great. Despite these guys' excellent taste in music - really - sometimes I am not a fan of the walls shaking to the beat of "Party Rock Anthem." But it's college and it happens, and most of the time I'm not around to be bothered by it - I'm out at a party, where the music is probably also loud enough to shake the neighbors' walls. Undergrad karma.
Anyhow - that night, their kegerator sprung a leak, and it seeped through my next door neighbors' ceiling, and beer got in their fire alarm. And all of us got evacuated for an hour and a half, split between shivering outside and bumming around in the LXR lobby.
Why it took DPS an hour and a half to acknowledge the existence of Great Malt Lake, I know not. I'm just thankful that it wasn't my apartment that got beer through the ceiling, because, ewww.
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