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The most important thing is not to be in a car crash on the way to the airport, which is far more likely.
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There's a book I read a while ago, 'You are not so smart', which has a chapter on this, it may or may not be the same book. It's 'normalcy bias' I believe. The plane crash was probably the 1977 Tenerife crash as there has been quite a lot of research about the passengers behaviour in the Pan Am Plane. Normalcy bias relates to the fact we shut out masses of information, (otherwise we would be overloaded) and subconsciously select the most relevant information to go obout our business. But in emergency circumstances some people shut out the vital alarm signals for survival and carry on with their normal thought process. I'ts not so much not panicking in an emergency, but not realising there is an emergency going on when you have tomorrow's dinner to think about, which is exactly what your mind may think about when it faces a situation it can't cope with - play dead and the bad thing might just go away.
So I'll award myself a survivors medal, partly for keeping a safe distance, partly for noticing and reacting, but mainly for being lucky.
Life's not killed me yet.
Nerves kick in afterwards. No one truly knows what they will do until it happens. And from my experience, quite often it's the bigger rowdy ones who seem to panic more.
After the situation I tend to collapse into a sobbing like of snot and dribble.
How true. My pathetic "minor emergency" story:
I was at my Ma's place one Xmas eve. I smelt a weak gas smell while going through the garden - not in the house - we all got into a little debate about whether we should ring the emergency number, I asserted myself and rang them anyway.
On the phone was a lady/drone reading from a script so fast she confused me... when she asked to confirm the number I was ringing from I forgot. I forgot my own mother's phone number of 30 years, the Gas Drone had to read it back to me. That's how useless I was!
All was resolved, but the point is I debate what most of us normal guys would do in a real crisis.
PS - this xmas eve spare a thought for the Gas Guys & other utilities who have to spend the evening sober in case an emergency call comes in. I know they get paid for it, but hell you may be glad to see them one day.
the alarm is tested same time every week then you know that if it goes off any other time that it is not a test and we need to leave. Lots of staff have to be told to move. Then they don;t know where the fire exits (that they have been through before) are and last time a load of them just decided to head out the front door instead. Ignore the door next to them to head for the door 200 metres away and getting stuck in the queue with the hundreds of people from other parts of the building.
True, even rational people who know what they're doing will sometimes forget the drill; you have to be prepared for that unfortunately.
(And don't get me started on the cool people who insist on taking their coffee with them. They might wise up in a real emergency though, I hope.)
Primarily though I'm a tosser.