Hurricane Sandy

I am so backed up in writing right now my brain was about to explode. This hurricane was no joke I swear. I don’t even know where to begin so I will start Sunday. *Scott and I woke up Sunday morning as normal. I began to read the newspaper report about how bad this storm is going to be but I didn’t pay it any attention. We went to his doctor’s appointment and while waiting I began talking to the receptionist and others coming in the office. They were talking about evacuations that were going on. I realized at that point maybe I needed to take this a little serious. When *Scott was finished I told him we should go get food before the storm comes. Of course, him being a guy, he said no. He didn’t think the storm was serious because of hurricane Irene last year. So we went back to his place and watched football. During the game I continued to read reports about evacuations and soon enough, a friend came knocking on the door looking for refuge. That’s when *Scott obliged me and went to the super market only to find there was barely any food. Silly me, what the hell was I thinking when I bought frozen foods? The lines were long as hell. My mother and Grandmother called to make sure I wasn’t in any evacuation zones in NYC. I said no, but I didn’t tell them I was 3 blocks from one. Monday morning comes, nothing. No rain or wind. *Scott was like, “see I told you so, nothing is happening.” He began to work from home since his offices closed for the day. I listened to weather reports the entire day, which seemed to annoy him. His friend’s showed up a few hours later soaked in seawater from having a water fight down by the piers. *Scott got all excited wanting to go outside. I wanted to go to. However, we became distracted by other fun things people do in a storm. Soon after we fell asleep but was rudely woken up to what seem to sound like the entire neighborhood screaming. BLACKOUT. To see NYC in pitch black is perhaps the scariest thing ever but cool all at once. We didn’t stay up too long after having a few drinks with everyone in the house and watch the Campaign on what was left of the battery on *Scott’s laptop. I took a ho bath in the sink once we realized that hot water was being turned off too. Tuesday, felt like an episode out of the Walking Dead. People were wandering in the streets aimlessly looking for food and water. Realizing that we had no service on our dying phones *Scott and I ventured outside looking for food. I was so upset with myself for not preparing for this. After walking for 20 minutes we turned back around realizing that there is no way for us to know where there was electricity in the city. Back at his apartment *Scott realized that the gas was still working on the stove and was able to make ramen. I thought I was saved. I was excited. One of his roommates and his girlfriend decided to make their way to Brooklyn in hopes of finding light. Soon after he left, we notice the water was getting shut off. We ran all over with pots letting the last bit of water drip into them. I didn’t know what to do then. No water, no electricity, nothing but alcohol and ramen. We ended up playing poker for a couple hours into the rest of the day until I demanded that I go to my car and listen to the radio. BEST DECISION EVER!!! *Scott, *Jake, and I sat in my car listening to the horror that was surrounding us. I wanted to see for my self so we went for a little drive. Past 42^nd street there were lights, food, and people; living as is nothing happened. I was so pissed that about that. We found a working atm so I pulled out cash and *Scott went on a food frenzy. Mc Donald’s along with 53^rd and 6^th.  Returning back to the darkness that was *Scott’s neighborhood I realized that my burger was spoiled. Go figure. We ordered 4 of those damn things. With nothing left to do we spent the night playing monopoly. I must say I did have fun watching the guys argue over selling properties. Wednesday. I was loosing it. Another day without being able to communicate with the world. *Scott asked if I wanted to go to his parents house, I told him only if they had hot water. So he went outside in search for a signal and 1 hour later returned and told me that they did. We packed our things and we were out the door. I needed gas. 1 quarter of a tank was just enough to get us to his parents’ house but not back to the city. We passed and search every gas station in the area. NOTHING. I was nervous as we pulled up to his parents place thinking, we are stuck here for at least 3 or 4 days. They were happy to have us though. They cooked all the food they had in the fridge so it was plenty to eat. I quickly realized I could take a hot shower, but… I only packed enough underwear for the weekend at *Scotts. I didn’t know there was a hurricane coming when I went to visit him. Needless to say, I am going commando at his parents house in his old gangster clothes that he loaned me to sleep in. We spent the afternoon laughing and playing games. His parents whooped our asses in Scrabble.  Then as soon as the game was over…..WE HAVE ELECTRICTY !! I got to take the best hot shower and now we can watch a movie. The best night ever! I woke up this morning in his old room. I got to sleep in his big comfy bed. He is in the room next door. Now I get to spend the day searching for gas and underwear as he works from home.