Blacked Out

Alright, here we go. There was a nice wind storm here last week, which knocked out power to a good portion of Portland. I missed out on all the fun times of trying to stay warm and wondering if my milk is gonna go bad, as my power stayed on. Then came Saturday night, as I was at work. Just as I got into the clean room and got the daily passdown from the leaving day-shift, machines just started going haywire for no reason. And then the lights dimmed. Where I work, when you can actually see the lights dim....you're screwed. And you know it. Immidiately everything started beeping and alarming and whatever else those things were able to do...for a few seconds. And then....silence. And darkness. And the four of us standing there watching this excitement split for the exit, and just in time too. As soon as I got my bunnysuit off, the evacuation alarm went off. So, I went to my locker, got my coat and mp3 player and cell phone and proceeded outside, where others were not as fortunate (or warm for that matter). But after a bout 5 minutes, we got to back inside.

A little over six hours later the power came back on, and the rest is far too boring to talk about (unless you like hearing about endless, meticulous cleaning). And then we happily handed the whole mess off to the oncoming day shift, who happily handed off a slightly messy situation back to us last night, only for us to hand it back off to them this morning in a nearly finished, yet still screwed up, dibacle. And me? Well, since I spent the last 11 out of 12 hours STANDING in the clean room, my feet hurt as bad as the Detroit Lions 2-10 season record. Im going to bed.