So last night was eventful. Just as Andrew and I were getting back from his office, some lady hit a guy on a bike as she was pulling into our complex successfully blocking the driveway. The guy was jumping around bleeding from his arm. So we turned around in another driveway and waited for the accident to clear out, when along came a fire truck. Oh no, we’ll never get home now, the fire truck is blocking the driveway too as well as all traffic in either direction. We thought they might clear it out a little bit, so we waited for a minute or two. Until the three other fire trucks showed up with 4 police cars and an ambulance (the ambulance being the last thing to arrive, go figure. I know where it parks, and it really should have been first.). So we went to Publix to kill time.
45 minutes later, we came home, but they still had the road blocked off. We told the cop that we lived down the road, but he made us turn around anyway (telling us to go the wrong direction no less) and he wasn’t very nice about it. So we drove around to Tharpe and tried to come down the street, and by that time I guess the jerk cop had gotten the all clear and had started letting people up the road. >(
There still was a fire truck parked outside of Lauren’s apartment until late. We walked down there just to make sure that everything was ok. We saw mean cop walking around the building with some guy and a flashlight. Nothing was on fire or in a panicked state, so we went back home.
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