I was out at lunch today and heard the tornado siren test. Every Wednesday spring, summer and fall, the sirens test at 12 or 1 p.m. When I hear the test, I always remember the same situation.
I was at my brother Steve's, aka JoJo's, wedding. I was a bit cheesed off because my sister-in-law's Mom kept winding her up about little details about how the reception was set up, whatever. Doesn't everyone know? On the day of the wedding the building could be on fire but you don't tell the bride. You just lead her out of the building on some sort of ruse.
At one point I was waiting around with my brother, Mike. The tornado sirens were going off. It was a Saturday. The sirens were for real, not a test. [Luckily no tornadoes in the vicinity]. My sister-in-law's Mom is from North Dakota so she knows as well as we do what a tornado siren sounds like. She came up the stairs and snapped, "What's that noise?" Mike said, "Well, it's either the first Wednesday of the month..." She cut him off, "It's not Wednesday!" and stomped off.