Where were you during 9/11

It was afternoon here so probably out with friends or playing a vidyogame. I think the only thing I remember is parents bitching that now every station is about some fucking American buildings so we watched something from VHS.
Sorry to hear your parents are retarded.
 
At work, hadn’t finished up for the summer yet. There was a point between the second tower and before all the planes were accounted for where the media were screaming that they were headed for the Pentagon and the White House. This was the highest level of ITS HAPPENING I have ever experienced in my life. Then the planes were accounted for and the US government was not destroyed in a terrorist attack. The ITS HAPPENING level fell back to measurable levels.
 
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I was watching Clifford the Big Red Dog on PBS Kids. They interupted my show randomly to show the towers footage (can't remember if it was live footage) and kept repeating ALERT: "there has been a terrorist attack on US soil" with siren sounds. I was annoyed by both YTV and PBS not showing kids shows. My parents talked to me about it as it was going on and it was my mom's friend who called her to tell her it was happening. I didn't understand even a bit and I wasn't scared. My dad was working and his dick manager actually let them all go to the RadioShack and said "you have to see what's going on". Mostly it was an annoyance to me. I'm glad I didn't understand it because I would have been really scared.
 
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We had the day of from school because of the county fair, but I'd come down with something and couldn't go. I remember coming downstairs to see the first building on fire, and was in time to see the second plane hit. The collective gasp from my parents and the newscasters is stuck with me to this day. A friend came over to see how I was doing, and when he saw the TV, he nonchalantly said "Eh, who cares about New York?" I could tell he was just as shaken, though.

School the next day was a bizarre mix of teachers just playing the news on their TVs or teachers proceeding as if nothing happened. Surprisingly, my social studies teacher was in the latter category. His reasoning was that we were now in the "talking heads" phase of the news cycle, and "nobody learns anything valuable from them".

I'm pretty lucky. My dad was supposed to be there that day, but his meeting got postponed to 9/12. I wonder if they ever had it?
 
I was driving to work after having just flown in the night before from out of state. Heard the news on the radio and thought it must be an ad for a movie or something, but when I got to the office the news was on in the break room and we watched the towers fall. Was doing tech support at the time so we had to go back to answering phones. Everything seemed unreal to us and the customers calling in. Everyone seemed to feel scared and helpless but kept on with business as usual because what else could any of us do?

After work I went outside to experience what it was like to have no aircraft in the skies for awhile. A friend called to make sure I'd made it home and wasn't stranded somewhere. After that it was just endless watching of news to find out what happened and the cold realization that there were no survivors coming out of the rubble.
 
Asleep, it was on the other side of the world. Found out about it in school the next day, they sat us down and showed us the front page of the paper.
 
Like, an hour after I woke up, I was watching the American News on cable when the planes hit and they quickly switched to the footage and I knew the world would never be the same.
 
It was a gorgeous day where I was, decided to pop over the local shops and pick up some bread and milk. The shop was an Indian one, and they had a radio on of people talking in Indian. The woman at the till was freaking out while serving me and kept looking back at the radio, so I asked what was happening.

Her English wasn’t great, and her panic wasn’t helping. All I could make out was “twins, New York, plane, crash!” As I was walking home I just figured there’d been a plane crash in New York, and she was worried because she had family out there, the “twins”. I get home and stick on the news, it’s before the second plane hit. General sentiment is that it’s some tragic accident, until we see that second plane hit.

For you younger guys, get this: after two passenger jets hit two adjacent New York skyscrapers in a single morning, there were still some people saying it must be an accident. That’s just how damn safe western people felt back then. Yeah, by that point most of us figured it must have been deliberate, but even we were shocked and almost didn’t feel like it was real.

I sat by the tv all day, watching it all go down live. I knew I was watching history happening, and I knew there was war coming, just not with who. There’s some shots from the BBC broadcast that I don’t think I’ve ever seen since, but my mind might be playing tricks on me, it was a long time ago, and it was a very strange experience.
 
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It was senior year. They sat everyone down and turned on the news. My brother's girlfriend genuflected and prayed.
 
I was in bed, having called into work. My roommate was yelling in the kitchen and then he knocked on my door and told me to get up!! I followed him to his basement lair where we watched the tower burning, then saw the second tower hit. Fucking freaked the shit out of us, the whole day was just a blur of drinking heavily, crying jags, and listening to Metallica Don't Tread On Me (on vinyl, had a stereo rack system back then lol, so old). Surreal, will never forget that day.
 
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Elementary school, grade six (age 11). The classrooms upstairs had televisions mounted in the corners, and suddenly we were all watching news coverage of the Twin Towers falling. I doubt we really grasped the gravity of what we were watching, more just happy we weren't having to do anymore classwork for the day. I remember walking home from school and passing more than a few people discussing the attacks amongst themselves, ignorant little me thinking, "They saw it, too? This must be a big deal!" I feel for the teachers and subs who had to listen to our outlandish kid theories about when Parliament would be getting nuked. Looking back, it's hard to grasp the reality of watching nearly 3000 people lose their lives in real time when we were no older than 12.
 
I know I'm late in responding to this topic, but I was in elementary school and I even remember exactly where I was when it happened, no joke.

I went to a school in a poor and rural redneck area, and Tuesday was the day we would do those online spelling quizzes at the computer lab. Usually while we were doing that, the teachers would go watch the news on a TV they had in the room. All of a sudden, the teacher told us to get up and go back to class because we were under attack.

We spend the next hour watching TV coverage and discussing that there was a terrorist attack, the teacher seemed really manic and legit scared. She was an older Boomer who probably did the old "Duck and Cover!" drills from the 50's and 60's and was probably having a panic attack.
 
Unpacking because I had just moved a week or so before. I was listening to Howard Stern and Gary says there's a fire off in the distance and at first no one knows what is going on. Then they read the news reports and Howard stayed on the air an extra hour. The TV upstairs was stuck on video mode and I didn't have a portable radio so I just stayed in my room listening to Stern rather than go downstairs and turn the TV on. I didn't want to miss what Howard had to say.

So I got the whole breaking story from Howard Stern.
 
Was in high school History class, sophomore year. Our teacher had relatives in New York City so he left the class in a panic to try and call them. They were fine.
 
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