While typing away on my computer in the wee hours of this evening, I hear, “beep beep beep! beep beep beep!…” It was a medical alarm sounding three stories down.
So as not to wake my hard to fall asleep children as well as not miss the phone call from the alarm company, I skipped down the stairs the way crazy women run when called down to the Price is Right game.
No worries- it was just my tenant accidentally touching his necklace alarm. Now, if I were wearing a medical device, it would be beeping from my heart rate, but pay no mind.