Note to Self: It’s Never Actually a Fire (It’s Like a Sauna in Here)

So the fire alarm went off at like 0330.
Got jacket, shoes on, went to the stairs.
Started walking down.
Then at the 3rd floor, there was some smoke. But it was white.
Kept going down, held breath.
Then it got really thick at the last half-flight. I accidentally breathed in. Didn’t smell bad or cause me to choke.
Then the air kind of felt warm going around the corner to go to the door, so I slowed down. And I felt what was probably the emergency spinklers, probably. Then freaked out and ran into the hallway, away from the heat, all the way to the lobby.
But there was no one there (yet). But I had clearly seen thick white smoke and felt heat from the center-ish area of the smoke.

So I called 911.
“What is the city of the emergency?” (not exact quote)
“There’s a fire in my building!”
“What city are you in?”
“Oh, right.”

So basically I told them exactly where the fire was: 1st floor or basement, and which end of the building.

Uh… so it turns out that the smoke was white and didn’t smell bad because it wasn’t smoke. It was steam. A pipe broke.
Whoops.

And there goes the smoke alarm for the 4th time.

Guess we won’t have hot water for a while.

I Did Something Yesterday That I Didn’t Do For a Few Years

Floss.