I was driving in to work when the first plane hit. I didn’t have the radio on (I hate radio shows), so I didn’t know anything about it. When I got to work, people were saying how they couldn’t believe what happened, and I was just going “What happened?” Then they told me, and I couldn’t believe it myself.
A guy that worked at a nearby desk left to go to the local Wal-Mart and bought a cheap portable TV. The reception inside the building was crappy, but it worked well enough to see the second plane hit. I was in a rage, knowing it was terrorism. I remained glued to that little screen for the remainder of the day. When the towers fell, I just felt sick.
I also was on this board a lot, and at one point, some one posted a link to a forum associated with Rage Against the Machine, with the title “How strong is your stomach?” In that forum were a lot of posts saing how we deserved to get hit. That just sent me further into a rage, and if any one near me had said ANYTHING like that, I would probably be rotting in jail today for murder.
I was in a total rage for the rest of the day. A night’s sleep helped, and the next morning I felt more normal. But by the time I got to work, I was back in that rage again. I had a business meeting in Portland that night, and the 2-1/2 hour drive each way with a good friend really helped me purge that anger. I wish every one a friendship like that.
To this day I will still go into a dark anger when I see the images from that day.