I was at a local greasy-spoon for lunch when Mrs. Crucis texted me to say that a 5.8 earthquake had hit near D.C. I mentioned it to my waitress, a thirtysomething woman. She got a blank look on her face and asked if that was going to affect us here near KC.
I replied, “It’s near Washington, DC.” Still a blank look.
Finally, I said, “No. We’ll be OK.” That satisfied her. Evidently the fact we’re over a thousand miles away was over her head.