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Slept the first night in our newly purchased property ... an old farmstead on 52 acres. Figured we finally 'bought the farm.'
We had no furniture, since we couldn't negotiate the steep driveway in other home to get furniture yet, so we purchased a blowup mattress. Unfortunately, the kitten we took with us got frisky and punctured a couple holes in during the next night, deflating the mattress. We woke up on the hard floor !!
I was working my overnight shift at the road service dispatch center of Cornhusker AAA in Omaha, which actually covers four states. I had relocated from Virginia after an opportunity there had suddenly dried up; was hoping to find another railroad job (Union Pacific and Burlington / Santa Fe are both headquartered in Omaha) but this was not to be. Still, the town proved to be a great lob market (probably still is) and kept me going until things stabilized.
I was at work waiting for the Y2K bug to strike. We were told to bring whatever we needed to stay at work for several days if there were problems. They even brought in porta-potties for us and food. Lots of food. I was in Minneapolis and it was cold. They weren't going to get me into a porta-potty without a fight!
Working in a Data Center along with virtually everyone in the IT department, waiting for midnight to strike so we could all go home when the world failed to end (as it already had when the previous 18 time-zones had flipped to 01-01-00 already).
But before we went home, we all gave a series of resounding "I told you so!'s to the guy who had stockpiled months worth of food, plenty of ammunition, a 50-gallon barrel of gasoline - and even iodine pills (which he believed were going to save him from radiation when Y2K caused the two local nuclear power plants to melt down) - so he would emerge unscathed from the ensuing collapse of global civilization...
Partying like it was 1999. That song by Prince was playing at the nightclub I went to and a cute blond South African stole a kiss from me at the countdown.
Watching the fireworks on Copacabana and other places around the world, and wondering how a millennium could begin in a year ending in two zeros, when the decimal system begins with 1.
Indeed. The celebration of the start of the 21st Century was 12 months premature.
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