I'm headed to a friend's house after work (we were going to catch a movie) and I decided to take the Metro straight to the theatre instead of heading home and driving. After taking the Orange line to Capitol South, I connected with the Green line train to get to China Town (home of the Gallery Place theatre). When I got on the Green line, I sat down and starting fiddling with the iPod as usual. The doors close and nothing happens. The train doesn't move for, like, 5 mins. Of course, the Metro's service level is hit or miss at times, so I didn't think much of it. Not until the doors opened back up and the madness began....
I'm sitting at a window seat, and all of a sudden, I can notice people running out of their subway cars at the lower end of the train.
"Huh?" I thought.
Everyone in my car started to notice the ruckus... and I immediately conjured up dreams of a huge fight taking place in a subway car. But wait... this is DC. People don't just fight here, right? Gun play was soon to follow! Oh crap... I've got to get out of here.
The people in my car were very confused and were blank stared. The station got loud and people started to yell obscenities. Some people decided to get underneath their chairs while others ventured bravely out of the car. Being the imbecile that I am, I joined with a few other neurotic souls and exited the car.... slowly, cautiously. Of course, I wanted to start running to the exit... but what if I read the situation wrong. What an idiot I would have been.
So as I'm leaving the car, we start to see station workers and police officers running through the station. "EVERYBODY LEAVE THE STATION. THE STATION IS CLOSED. EVACUATE NOW!"
And there's my cue. I start speed walking out of the station. While on the escalator, I start hearing others chatter about the incident. I couldn't make out much, but I did hear the word 'Shot' over and over again.
"Jebus! Someone was shot in a train car," I thought. What a welcome to the district. "What if it's a terrorist, or some crazy guy shooting up people in the station. I could have been part of a mass murder. What the hell I'm a doing here?"
I get out of the station and into safe territory... the D.C. city streets. Ahh, good ol' safe D.C.... riiiight. Since I'm still new to the town, I had no clue where I was headed. But then I realized that this was the station near home. Perfect. I can walk home, and drive over to the movie theatre... and still be on time. I'm golden! Hell, there could have been a bomb in the station and I still won't miss my showing of Meet the Fockers.
Well, I guessed right. There was a bomb scare at the station. While driving from my house to the theatre I noticed several dozen police cars and a truck right outside the station. I'm guessing that was the bomb squad right. There was, of course, no bomb... but plenty freaked out people. You do realize that if someone was able to take out L'Enfant plaza... the city would probably shut down. Four of the Five metro lines run through that station. There's pretty good security around, but still... you never know.
So what have I learned from this experience... well:
- Meet the Fockers is a waste of time. It's funny and all, but the acting is horrible and I basically got a headache after watching it. Lot of ridiculous toliet humor. If you're going to see a movie, save your ten bucks... or better yet... go check out The Life Aquatic instead.
- The iPod rules. Seriously. You need it. It needs you. Consume. CONSUME!
- DC is really cold.
- Oh yeah... you can get blown to smitherines at any time. You. Yes... YOU! Better not waste any time without an iPod. Better get it now before the bomberman comes after you!