Now where DID I leave the key to the bomb shelter?
Tel Avivian Lisa reports the following IM exchange with her friend Jill Cartwright:
jill: hi babba …. do you have your miklat [bomb shelter] sorted??
me: lol
it’s locked and hasn’t been used since 1973
and it’s down the block – too far to reach in time
i’ll just take my chances
but i do have the lovely little instruction pamphlet from the homefront command to help mejill: i had a huge fight with the vaad bayit [building committee head]
me: oh yes?
jill: i finally got him to open ours and it’s disguting .. there are the bones and fur of a dead cat in there
he laughed at me when i ordered him to get it cleaned!me: what?!
call the municipality
that is revolting.
god, i’m steaming mad just thinking about him
i am starting to think we have a good chance of getting hit, BTWjill: yes me too
that’s why i’m checking you know where you gonna run
what about ginzburg [my local cafe]me: i suppose i could go there
i think i’m just going to have to take my chances
the law of averages does comfort me
and you know i’m not one to succumb to psychological warfarejill: indeed …but humour me
me: lol
i will call the municipality and ask them what they’re doing about our shelter
but i am not holding my breath
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