Rockwell Fire

We just finished watching a movie, 17 Again (don’t ask me why, damn you, Zach Efron), and we were in the car display area of the mall when I noticed people started looking up the upper floor. My first thought was, “Hey is there someone who’s jumping off?” Second thought was “Did I really watch a half naked Zach Efron?” And last thought, “Is it worth risking my life to save an Innova in the basement?”

Luckily, the people in Rockwell are high-end because otherwise there would’ve been a stampede, like in the other mall. But I have to admit, I did get an adrenaline rush, although my wife says I pee’d in my pants out of fear. I maintain that it was from the excitement of watching 17 Again, cliche movies always get me. Anyway, I got my car back safe and sound, although it smells of burnt sushi.