10, 9, 8...Y2K
from Don, NYC.
I worked in a hotel that overlooked Times Square for New Year's Eve that year. The restaurant had huge windows that gave a spectacular view of the festivities. Well, you know, Y2K was predicted to be an utter computer disaster with terrorist aspects (though this was pre-9/11). It made a lot of people very nervous, including me. I hated to be near the windows which I was certain would blow out as soon as the ball came down. So as fast as I could, I refilled glasses of champagne and backed away slowly from the windows. 10, (step), 9, (step), 8, (step)...until I was completely in the kitchen. From there, I weakly yelled "Happy New Year!" and cowered by the servers' stand. It seems silly now, but the threat was considered very real at the time.
Thankfully, it didn't happen, though NYC was to experience a level of terrorism that exceeded any we feared a year later.
I worked in a hotel that overlooked Times Square for New Year's Eve that year. The restaurant had huge windows that gave a spectacular view of the festivities. Well, you know, Y2K was predicted to be an utter computer disaster with terrorist aspects (though this was pre-9/11). It made a lot of people very nervous, including me. I hated to be near the windows which I was certain would blow out as soon as the ball came down. So as fast as I could, I refilled glasses of champagne and backed away slowly from the windows. 10, (step), 9, (step), 8, (step)...until I was completely in the kitchen. From there, I weakly yelled "Happy New Year!" and cowered by the servers' stand. It seems silly now, but the threat was considered very real at the time.
Thankfully, it didn't happen, though NYC was to experience a level of terrorism that exceeded any we feared a year later.
posted by manicgirl at 6:53 AM
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