I'm Creeped By ♥ NYC.

Walking out of the office yesterday, I was ushered across the street by some member os the swat team. While I'm some what used to seeing men with machine guns around the city, specifically in Times Square and Grand Central, at my work was a little off putting.

Aparently in the early morning hours a grenade went off in front of the British consulate. This obviously sparked immediate reaction whereby the city went on alert.

My building which houses the agency I work for is also home to a Middle Eastern consulate. The perimeter of the block was guarded by men with big guns, and other men sitting in big black trucks, which I only assume turn into big guns when a button is pressed.

Security in general seemed to be stepped up. By my apartment, some 1.5 miles away from work, there was increased police presence, including several extra details at the subway stop and all along the street.

The irony (I think) of this increased security is that the jewelry store around the corner from my house was robbed overnight. I guess it wasn't an important block.

Today there was a suspicious package found under the Manhattan Bridge. Many of my co-workers were late to work because of it. In fact a rumor began that it might have been a bomb. Turns out we don't know what it was, but confirmed is that the bomb rumor starter is a dick.

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On the way into work today, I was listening to End Of The Party by The English Beat. It's perfect for that gray, cool breezy morning commute.

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