I was considered “brave” and “crazy” for offering to work that shift. People were losing their minds. It was the first time I realized how gullible the general public was. I was the calm in the storm. I reminded them that air was not controlled by a computer and we would survive. It would be like “camping nursing.” Midnight -NOTHING- and people felt stupid. I’m ready for that feeling again. It was priceless.
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My dress caught on fire that night, around midnight... My hero boyfriend at the time put it out before it could hurt me... Quite amazing really, that dress was all kinds of plastics (acrylic/polyester/whatever).