My favorite earthquake stories have to do with the Northridge quake of 1994. I managed to call my parents back in Indiana afterwards - I think somehow I got one of the last phone lines out of the state or something, because everything was jammed soon after our conversation. The news back there was already reporting that one million people were without power and water, and my parents were freaking because in Indianapolis, one million people is the entire city. I had to explain to them that Los Angeles is very very big, and so I wasn't affected by the power loss.
I did, however, have to put up with the hot water heater in my building getting knocked out for an entire week. I went to a trade show in Las Vegas the next weekend, my first trip to Vegas. People asked me what the first thing I was going to do there would be, and I said "Take a shower!"
A few months later, I was at a Star Trek convention at the Pasadena convention center when a Northridge aftershock hit. You could tell immediately which convention-goers were local and which had come from somewhere else, because all the tourists started screaming "Get under something! Get under something!" All of us locals just kind of shrugged and said "Wow, that was a good sized one," and then had to tell the tourists that it was over and they could get up again.
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