My life since March 16th has been interesting. Caught the flu for the first time in a very long time. My baby sister turned another year older. Took my Calculus 3 midterm test. Oh, and the college where I work received a bomb threat. Twice...
Yeah, that was interesting. Funny thing is that both threats happened when I wasn't at work. The first one came in on March 20th around 8:15am. I was in bed with the flu. My fever had broken that morning, but I still felt really tired. My mom talked me out of going to work due to still being as useless as wet one-ply toilet paper. The school was immediately evacuated and classes were cancelled for the rest of the day. A week later on March 27th around 1:15pm the second one was called in. I was sitting in class ready to learn about traces and finding the limit of an equation in the xyz-plane when an alert on my phone read that another bomb threat happened. They didn't cancel classes for this one. Just checked over the campus.
I thank God that these were just threats, and no real bombs were included. Yet it has me worried. I'm asking God to take this worry from me, but it is hard. One day the threat may not be made. The bomb may be real. People could get hurt.
It's Spring Break this week so I don't have to worry about being on campus and stuff. It's nice to have a week without a bomb threat. Hoping we don't get any more, you know?