Freak Storm Strikes Los Angeles

As I quickly removed my work uniform for my street clothing after completing my shift in the pressroom, thoughts of dropping the top in my car and cruising the thirty-one miles home with the air flowing over my head made me hurry a bit more. As I opened the fire doors to exit the building my mouth dropped open as I was stunned to see how quickly the weather had changed in a mere thirty minutes.

The old saying that the sky had opened was an under statement this afternoon, as it was coming down so quickly my colleagues and I remained in the dry corner of the exit, waiting for the rain to subside long enough to reach our cars without becoming drenched.

After waiting an eternity of five minutes or so we said “Too hell with this” and took off as if we were running in the Olympics’, in a mad dash to reach our cars without having our clothes soaked.

I shot a one minute video of the downpour, but was unable to connect to the Internet all day, due too the storm I assume?