Last night I was snug in my bed. It was four in the morning, and I had been blissfully asleep. All of the sudden Garry asks me, "What is that noise?" I took a second and listened for 'the noise' and there it was. BEEP BEEP BEEP. Pause. BEEP BEEP BEEP. Pause. You get the idea.
Garry got up to investigate, thinking that maybe it was a car alarm. He looked outside and saw people in the parking lot with the police. Now, I cannot even tell you how cold it must have been outside. Oh, those poor people! But there the other tenants of Luxury Apartment Building M stood because the fire alarm had gone off in their building.
The curse continues, and it's very selfish of me to be grateful that it hit across the parking lot last night.