That’s what saw and heard outside my apartment this morning. Reminded me of the stun grenades used by the authorities to disorient the bad guys during a raid.
For a second, I thought a transformer exploded due to the thunderstorm and deluge that just receded. Went out to investigate but found nothing out of the ordinary.
Funny thing though, it didn’t startle me a bit. May have been desensitized by the noise of the storm.
I posted my poor Waffle House experience on the company’s Facebook page and was called by the district manager today. He assured me the employee’s behavior was against company policy and would be addressed. I also get a smoke-free, free breakfast next time I stop in.
It’s true, the squeaky wheel does get the grease or in this case, a free meal.
Then there was this: