I am puzzled why this search led to Tornado Slide. The only time I remember writing about Mr. Broderick was my visit to the Met.
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I took this photo on my cell phone in the Portland Doubletree.
I thought it was funny at the time, and I've been trying to piece together what I found so hilarious. I guess I pictured some calm, learned individual who didn't know what the whoop tone and strobelight signaled, so he put down his book and his pipe and poked his head out of his room, walked over to the elevator bank to find some informational signage, managed to read it despite the smoke filling the hallway, and THEN he figured out what he was experiencing was an "alarm".