On this day in 2003, a massive blackout rolled across the Northeast resulting in one of the most memorable and dramatic 24 hour periods in the life of MRod.
- The law firm making us wait over an hour before letting us go home. Bastards.
- Walking down 40+ flights of stairs.
- Spending all my cash on 1 dollar pints at the Irish bar next door to my apartment in midtown.
- Scrounging through my coins and my (gone) roommate's coins so I could get enough money to buy food.
- Wishing my coworker good luck on his journey at midnight to try to find his way home to Long Island.
Feel free to share your story if you were (un)lucky to live through that experience.
[Thanks Paul for the reminder!]
Update: Cool! The Village Voice picked up on this entry!