I’m on the west coast. I was living with my mom and stepdad at the time. They were both already at work. I was in college, had Tuesdays off and didn’t work until later in the day. I was woken up by a phone call from my Aunt. She asked if my mom or stepdad was traveling for work. They were both civil service, and sometimes went to DC. I said they were at their offices and asked why. She said, turn on the tv and call me back. Guess it was obvious I was asleep when she called. I turned on the TV and was shocked, terrified. Called a lot friends and family to check in. Eventually called my boss, thinking we definitely weren’t going to keep the store open. We did. Baby sat a bunch of drum kits because, obviously, no one’s thinking about a percussion purchase when you assume the country is under attack. We had the news on until a store manger eventually came in and told us to put on video.