The Big Boom

I woke up to the sound of an explosion the other day. Then I heard sirens and went outside to find two police cars and three fire trucks in front of our building. One of the cops said a transformer exploded. Then the Dept. of Water and Power showed up so I asked the grizzly looking Chicago-Bears-fan looking employee if a transformer blew. This is exactly what he said:
"No. A squirrel got into something."
Me: "A squirrel got into something? Like what?"
Grizzly Guy: "Um, just a squirrel."
Me: "It was loud man. It sounded like dynamite."
Grizzly Guy turning to his supervisor confused and muttering: "Hey, he said it was loud."
Cool-Hand Supervisor: "Uh, yeah. whisper, whisper, whisper."

I didn't know a squirrel "going into something" or a transformer blowing up could be be top secret in this city. Neither of them answered any questions from the young Glendale Newspress babe that was asking them what had happened. It was probably the closest either of these guys had been to a good-looking woman in decades. Grizzly Guy pointed to Cool-Hand Supervisor and walked away. Cool-Hand put up his finger as if to say "one second, this is really important," put the walkie-talkie about 6 inches from his ear and just stood there listening to dead air, waiting for something...probably waiting to be "saved by the bell." After a minute of dead air, I think he became embarrassed, turned and walked away without acknowledging her. But he was Cool-Hand Supervisor, so he showed no emotion, like the Terminator. Oh the drama! I looked at her and laughed. She wasn't amused. She wanted answers and she wanted them now! Another exciting day in Glendale!