Rolling and Rumbling
Woman in the Middle | March 12, 2013We had a little earthquake in these here parts yesterday morning. There is certainly nothing unusual about that. What made it a little different was where and how I experienced it.
I wanted to talk to Hubby when I took my break at work so I decided to just go sit in my car and not inflict loud cell phone talk on my coworkers in the break room. As I sat there chatting I felt my car bob around a bit but thought it was because a car was driving behind me. Then I felt the car bob and weave even more. I looked around and the trees weren’t moving so it couldn’t be the wind…then I looked in my rear view mirror and there wasn’t a car driving by…then I looked at the motorcycle beside me and it was bobbing and weaving as well. That is when I mentioned to Hubby all of this and said “I wonder if it was an earthquake.” He replied “yeah, it was an earthquake, I just felt it!” So, something new today, as I had never been sitting in a stationary car when an earthquake hit. It was very weird!
Since I hadn’t worked in an office in a year and a half prior to starting my new job a month ago I had forgotten what it was like to be amongst lots of other people in the immediate after math of a trembler. I walked back in the building and asked, “Did you feel the earthquake?” Thay certainly had and it was definitely the topic of conversation for the rest of the morning. If I had been at home I would have called hubby, exchanged a few words about it, and then gone on on with my day. There is something about experiencing a possible natural disaster with a bunch of other people that just, somehow, makes it seem more real and more, well, BIG.
I didn’t even feel it in Mira Loma.
I was at work in Menifee which was a bit closwr to the epicenter. I have no idea why Hubby felt it all the way in Industry.
I didn’t feel it either, but a couple of my co-workers talked about it. I remember the 6 pointer in Palm Springs in the 80′s. My friends and I had planned for WEEKS to spend that weekend in Palm Springs. And what do you know? IT had decided to hit on the first night we got there. I’d felt THAT one! It had woken me up out of a sound sleep. I’d thought someone was trying to wake me up and was being VERY RUDE about it.