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#208 | Tuesday, October 16th 2001
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On that horrible morning that has changed the history of the world for ever and more, I was involved in a simple but needed task of having my morning bowel movement at my home in preparation for going to my workplace (hubby and I had eaten out at a Mexican restaurant the nite before so I was in an urgent situation).
I have a little tee-vee in my bathroom and I was watching the news and just tending to my business when the first plane rammed into the tower and then the second one rammed into the other tower and I was like "OHMYGOD" I just couldn't believe this was happening.
It just proves that while what you're doing may not be important to other people there could be things going on in the world that you don't even know about.
God Bless The USA!!!
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Andrea | 23 | Nevada
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#121 | Friday, September 21st 2001
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I was working graveyard in the casino cage at Bally's in Las Vegas, and had just come back from lunch, which had left me a bit nauseous. I had no idea how nauseous I was going to be.
My boss, who was eating lunch in an upstairs office and has access to a television, comes downstairs to tell us that two planes had hit both towers of the World Trade Center. I found such an accident incredible, and had no clue it was a terrorist act.
That was until I went upstairs to file some paperwork. Just as I walked in, the news was broken that the Pentagon had just been hit by an airplane. I knew then that the attacks were no coincidence, and that rumors of a terrorist act were likely true.
I stood in the cage afterward. Televisions at the bar far across from the cage were showing constant replays of the 2nd crash, and live footage of the towers burning. I could only stand and watch in disbelief. My shift ended at 10 o'clock, and I had no clue that the towers had collapsed until I walked into a cafe I hung out at, to see how my peers were reacting, and everyone sat crowded around a small black-and-white TV, transfixed. Instead of music, NPR played from the stereo. One friend patted me on the back as I sat down with the rest, and I looked at the screen as replayed footage of the towers crumbling played back. I knew then that I had witnessed the blackest event in American history.
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Steven | 22 | Nevada
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