It all happened so fast... I was walking to my office from the subway station and heard it from Howard Stern (on my walkman)... It had literally just happened, and I was in my office not 2 minutes later and turned on the AM talk station (only thing that tunes in). Legal Seafoods is downstairs in our lobby so a few of the girls ran down to the bar to watch CNN and get the scoop. My boss had taken a conference call from home and called me and asked if I'd seen what was going on, and then he yelled out $hit this is no accident another plane just hit the second building... he never swears and I could hear the fear in his voice.
We ended up being let go from the office very shortly after the towers collapsed, because we work in close proximity to the Boston World Trade Center, and since nobody knew why the Towers were hit at that time, they wanted to be safe than sorry. My husband was also sent home - actually met at the front door of the office and told not to come in - he works inside the World Trade Center. I'd guess 99% of offices here in Boston were closed up that day, and the next as well.
The eeriest memory from that day was walking from here to the subway - there was literally NO street hub-bub, I mean cars were driving by and all, but people weren't talking, playing radios, the Big Dig workers had the talk radio on and were just sitting down listening. That was a beautiful day weather wise - bright sun, about 70 degrees, and I remember thinking as I was walking that it would have been the perfect nite for a walk. As I was thinking that, a fighter jet flew overhead - my god those things are loud.
I had a night job at that time, doing transcription. I went in early (3pm versus 7) just to get out of the house and away from the tv - but it didn't do any good, everyone everywhere was either talking about it or listening to it on the radio.
I have 2 people that I support here (my real job) down in DC that day on business. They had just left an associate up here in Boston who was on the flight back out to CA. I was sad for the associate (knew flight details, i'd made them myself)... and also very very frightened because my dc office is in the building next to the White House. Not realizing how strict it was down there as soon as the planes hit, I was freaked, and couldn't get in touch with them for hours and hours and hours. I finally caught up with them at their hotel about 11 that nite.
I cried more that day and the following few days than I think I had in my whole life. My hubby and I had been trying to get pregnant for 2 years, and I completely stopped trying because I decided I didn't want to bring a child into such a horrid and hateful world. I ended up pregnant about a month and a half later, on our own without any medications, lol go figure.
I hope that nobody ever has to feel as I (and everyone else) felt that day ever again.