I was trying to be good.  Trying to wake up early and go to the gym.  So far, it was a success.  I had completed my workout.  I was freshly showered.  I was getting dressed and ready to go to work.

Well, almost dressed, when the fire alarm went off in the locker room.  A really loud fire alarm.  A piercing, loud, pulsating, and flashing alarm.  Not the type to be ignored.  Sorry guys, I guess I am just too hot.  Or better yet, smoking.  No seriously, my thoughts turned to getting out of gym.  Fast.  Other than the poor dude that was in the shower, everyone else had better get going too.  The guy in the shower should just stay there.  Sort of a built in sprinkler system.

Any who, I finished buttoning my shirt and headed toward the exit.  Sure, I looked disheveled, but I could find somewhere else to finish getting dressed.  By the way, does anyone else hear that deafening alarm?  Judging by the lack of movement toward the door, perhaps not.

Walking briskly through the lobby, two things caught my attention.  No, not a fireball of death.  That would have made sense.  No, there were about a half dozen people sitting and drinking coffee in the lobby.  Really?  Folks, I love coffee too, but (a) there is a fire alarm going off and (b) it is louder than a jet plane landing.  Get out!  For the love of God, run!  Then I noticed the second thing, there was someone actually entering the building.  Really?  Do you need to work out so bad that death by smoke inhalation is an acceptable risk factor?  Idiot.

Sure it was probably a false alarm, but walking to my car, I smiled.  I may have been unkempt, but I was alive.  Sometimes Darwinism ain’t pretty, but it sure does beat a cup of coffee, while the building burns down around you.