A building I lived in, in the late 90s, had a new-fangled building wide smoke alarm that played EXTREMELY loud alerts, flashed beacons in every room, and played a LOUD PRERECORDED ANNOUNCEMENT that directed you to the exits.
Apparently the tenants knew about this and had learned to ignore it.
I hadn't. I had just moved in. I had just gotten a new cat who wasn't yet used to me. And of course it went off at 4AM.
Imagine me, heart pounding and life flashing before my eyes, with an unruly orange-stripey tom cat, hustling down 7 flights of stairs in my pyjamas, out into the cold Massachusetts winter air to put kitty in the car...only to find a handful of tenants in the lobby complaining that "someone must have been smoking in their apartment again."
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Apparently the tenants knew about this and had learned to ignore it.
I hadn't. I had just moved in. I had just gotten a new cat who wasn't yet used to me. And of course it went off at 4AM.
Imagine me, heart pounding and life flashing before my eyes, with an unruly orange-stripey tom cat, hustling down 7 flights of stairs in my pyjamas, out into the cold Massachusetts winter air to put kitty in the car...only to find a handful of tenants in the lobby complaining that "someone must have been smoking in their apartment again."
GRRRRRRR.
I was a complete wreck the next day.