The earthquake

For the first time in my life, I felt the tremors of an earthquake. (yeah, I think that is blog-worthy)

I was at work...Malaysia might have declared a public holiday for the King's installation, but ours was moved to another date. (the day before Labour day! We'll have a 4-day weekend!) I was in the lab, with my elbows propped on a table beside a colleague, looking at what he was doing, and I suddenly felt the table moving slightly from side to side. I thought he was shaking the table and I was wondering why (and how, since he didn't appear to be doing anything) when he suddenly asked me, do you feel the shaking?

I said, I was going to ask you!

He immediately thought of an earthquake, but since I had never experienced one before (and I had also kind of forgotten that it's possible on the west coast), I thought he was joking. It wasn't until he had said it a few times that I realised that he was serious.

I only felt the tremors when I was touching the table...I didn't feel it any more once I stood up. A couple of other people who were walking around didn't feel anything either, but my colleague who was sitting down said he really felt it. Hmm...maybe I would have too, if I had been sitting at my place...