So while my broke ass was riding the train into work this afternoon,
St. Louis had a shitstorm positioning its self right over the city for a major t-bagging.
As I am wisked through the railroad tracks and industrial chaos
I imagine what it would be like to be on the train, and picked up by a tornado.
Just Think of it...It could be THAT bad, could it?
Well, At Least I wouldnt have to go to work today. Shit.
"Funnel of Death"
"Funnel of Death"
Photograph of a tornado in Kansas, taken less than a minute before it struck the point where the camera had stood.
Crazy Shit! So no, now I have changed my mind about being on the Train in this event.
So I finally arrive to my station, and troping up the street through the sheets of rain,
I hear the the blaring Tornado Warning Sirens. I guess you are supposed to take cover when one hears theses?
Well I just kept on walkin, gotta get to the 7th floor my building and out of this DAMN RAIN.
Once in the building, the lobby is filled with the nervousness of soccer moms and professional suits, wondering if the Tornado is going to finally lay waste to this sinkhole ridden mound.
Im just hoping to loose power so I am able to leave and go back home.
I push past all these folks, aboard the elevator (wondering the whole time if it will get stuck, so now Im in an elevator in a tornado. This is AWESOME)
and begin my peaceful day at work.
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