Don’t worry, if there’s ever an earthquake in southern California I am officially prepared. After seven hours of orientation yesterday with at least 2.5 of that time spent on being prepared in an emergency situation. In case your wondering, in the event of an earthquake 1) Don’t go running outdoors 2)DONT stand in a door jam- the door will shut on you and more than likely smash your fingers (this is news to me cause I was always told that standing in one is a safe place to be. I guess I’ve been lied to for the past 20 years) 3)Back away from any windows and things that may or not fall on you. . .blah, blah, blah.
I can tell you right now that if a severe earthquake ever hits Los Angeles all of this knowledge won’t matter. I’m the first one to admit that in the event of an emergency, I will freak out, have a panic attack, and more than likely break out into hysterics. Forget about thinking straight and using common sense. Though BU has prepared us with the staples, including a giant jar of peanut butter (not to be used for making PB&Js we’ve been told), several cans of tuna and spam, and two giant bottles of water. My question is, what in the hell are we supposed to mix the tuna with? And I don’t think in any type of situation will I ever even consider opening a can of spam, let alone placing a bite of that spiced canned pork substance anywhere near my face. Now don’t get me wrong, I absolutely love peanut butter. . .but how’s a girl gonna survive off of that? Hopefully, I will never need to find out.
Best part about the entire orientation is when we were taught about directions including which way north, east, south and west are. Now I actually considered this to be slightly helpful because despite having a father and mother who both have a great sense of direction, I apparently lack one (as learned on the first night in LA). One thinks they have it all figured out. Downtown LA is east of PL. Beverly Hills, Century City, and Santa Monica are all west of PL. While most of the studios and the valley are north through the mountains. But then you start driving the streets of West Hollywood and get all confused, that is after you finally find your way out of PL. Thank the lord for my new BFF, Lulu. Lulu is my somewhat dependable Garmin GPS system. Some what dependable meaning that on my way to 9000 Sunset Blvd this morning, Lulu decided to be a bit of a whore and not find the correct address which led to me to utilizing the map app on my blackberry.
Driving in LA is nothing like driving in Boston. Try making a left turn onto a street, it will take about 20 minutes to do it. I guess Los Angeles doesn’t believe in left turning lanes and green turning arrows. Traffic is crazy, but everyone knows that. It’s led the girl who absolutely hates using her horn (me) to become well acquainted with the lovely sound of a blaring, ugly tone. For part of the orientation we were taught about driving. I felt like I was 16 again, sitting in the smelly, boring Top Driver classroom watching outdated movies about drunk driving. Apparently it’s not common sense that when one is switching lanes, they should turn their head and look into their blind spot.
So after 7 hours of learning about earthquakes and common sense, I finally felt like I was ready to take on the roads and weather of LA.
Speaking of earthquakes, everyone should take a moment and pray for those affected by the one in Haiti.
I can tell you right now that if a severe earthquake ever hits Los Angeles all of this knowledge won’t matter. I’m the first one to admit that in the event of an emergency, I will freak out, have a panic attack, and more than likely break out into hysterics. Forget about thinking straight and using common sense. Though BU has prepared us with the staples, including a giant jar of peanut butter (not to be used for making PB&Js we’ve been told), several cans of tuna and spam, and two giant bottles of water. My question is, what in the hell are we supposed to mix the tuna with? And I don’t think in any type of situation will I ever even consider opening a can of spam, let alone placing a bite of that spiced canned pork substance anywhere near my face. Now don’t get me wrong, I absolutely love peanut butter. . .but how’s a girl gonna survive off of that? Hopefully, I will never need to find out.Best part about the entire orientation is when we were taught about directions including which way north, east, south and west are. Now I actually considered this to be slightly helpful because despite having a father and mother who both have a great sense of direction, I apparently lack one (as learned on the first night in LA). One thinks they have it all figured out. Downtown LA is east of PL. Beverly Hills, Century City, and Santa Monica are all west of PL. While most of the studios and the valley are north through the mountains. But then you start driving the streets of West Hollywood and get all confused, that is after you finally find your way out of PL. Thank the lord for my new BFF, Lulu. Lulu is my somewhat dependable Garmin GPS system. Some what dependable meaning that on my way to 9000 Sunset Blvd this morning, Lulu decided to be a bit of a whore and not find the correct address which led to me to utilizing the map app on my blackberry.
Driving in LA is nothing like driving in Boston. Try making a left turn onto a street, it will take about 20 minutes to do it. I guess Los Angeles doesn’t believe in left turning lanes and green turning arrows. Traffic is crazy, but everyone knows that. It’s led the girl who absolutely hates using her horn (me) to become well acquainted with the lovely sound of a blaring, ugly tone. For part of the orientation we were taught about driving. I felt like I was 16 again, sitting in the smelly, boring Top Driver classroom watching outdated movies about drunk driving. Apparently it’s not common sense that when one is switching lanes, they should turn their head and look into their blind spot.
So after 7 hours of learning about earthquakes and common sense, I finally felt like I was ready to take on the roads and weather of LA.
Speaking of earthquakes, everyone should take a moment and pray for those affected by the one in Haiti.
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