I was at my desk talking to a client on the telephone when the floor began to dance underneath my feet. There's always a momentary indecision in deciding whether we're having an earthquake, in this case it was a nanosecond. It was definate.
I dropped the phone (sorry, Ed) and yelled for everyone to evacuate the showroom. We were all outside in a few seconds- Californians know when to drop and run. No damage at work except cell phones are out.
I came home to have lunch with Serena. I gave her tuna and she ate hungrily. She's fine now, meowing contentedly on my desk. The news says it was a 5.4 from Chino Hills, and felt from here to Palm Springs. You can't get me by phone right now, but we're fine.
Thanks for thinking of us.