Car fire at 30 Rock
Submitted by Sarah D. Bunting on September 18, 2007 – 2:35 PM12 Comments
I can’t believe how much smoke one taxi creates when it catches on fire — these “inferno” headlines aren’t kidding, when we went down to the street the smoke was almost too thick to see through. (And as a result, the TWoP looky-loos all smell like burnt rubber now, kind of.)
Pretty disconcerting to look out your office window and see a fire reflected in the windows across the way, but everyone’s fine here.
Edited to add: I can’t believe I forgot the best part. I’m walking up to the corner of 50th and Rock Plaza and I hear a guy going the other way say, “Look, it’s the Mets bullpen!” Hee. Love this city.
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“Look, it’s the Mets bullpen!”
Hahaha! Now that’s quick thinking! (Coincidentally, if — okay, when — the Dodgers are eliminated, I’ll be rooting for the Phillies, so the Mets bullpen can just keep on keepin’ on.)
“I’m walking up to the corner of 50th and Rock Plaza and I hear a guy going the other way say, “Look, it’s the Mets bullpen!” Hee. Love this city.”
That is classic! Although I’m a born and bred Texan, I adore NY. I need to get up there more.
I went to the website, and, I suppose as there is very little known there is very little written, but it felt like the following quote was the emphasis of the piece:
It’s unclear how the cab caught fire and exploded, but we do know that there are dueling WNBC reporters taking pictures
LOL
Omg! If I was still in NY, I would smell like burnt rubber too. And all those hours I spent in my Rock Center office reading TWoP…I had no idea you were right across the street!
YOU’RE HEEEEEERE??!!!! We could have watched the fire together when I walked over to AuBonPain for lunch from my office at 1290??!!!! Duuuuude . . . I am so bummed. I always thought of you as holed up in Brooklyn, far far away from us Rock Center office drones.
I’ve seen a car explosion/fire before, and the yooge smoke cloud is from the tires and other rubber/plastic parts burning, not the metal. It makes ’em look a lot worse than they really are.
Amanda: Us Phillies phans were sitting around, drinking and trash-talking with some NYC friends this weekend and it went like this:
MIKE, METS FAN (dripping with condescension): “You suck, but you guys have a really nice new stadium.”
ME (unabashed pride in our suckitude): “Well, yeah, but have YOU achieved 10,000 losses? Huh? Huh? I don’t think so. That’s because you got no HISTORY. You’re a bunch of mewling toddlers who haven’t been around long enough to achieve a loss record like ours. ”
MIKE FROM PHILLY (the closer): “Whaddaya mean? We never lose when we play THEM. Even if the Mets have the division wrapped up, we still manage to unload a can of whupass on them. No matter how bad it gets for us, we always know that you’re our bitch.”
Here in Minnesota, land of minimal auto inspection rules, folks call ’em “Carbeques”. When I first moved out here, it was the highlight of the traffic reports. “Traffic is slow on 494 Westbound, thanks to a carbeque on the shoulder at Penn Avenue.”
It really was totally weird how much smoke there was. All of Rockefeller Plaza, FILLED with thick smoke. To the point where people were walking around like, “That cannot be just a car fire.” When we first looked out the windows, it looked like a fire down in the street (as it was), but then the smoke just floated up, these gigantic clouds of black smoke, and it really was a little unsettling. But it was kind of cool, as Sars says, to get down there and have a lot of people milling around. New York makes you feel…protected by the mass of humanity, is kind of how I feel. Whatever’s going on, at least you’re not by yourself.
But hell yes, we all smelled like burnt rubber. We were going to a meeting, and we agreed we weren’t going to convince anybody we didn’t go downstairs to look.
Janice- my husband and I *love* the term Carbeque. We actually get excited when we get to use it.
Yeah, we need friends.
I’d just like to thank Boston for continuing to be wonderfully predictable in September. 2 games from first baby!!!
I was listening to the Mets or Yankees game, and they were talking about a player on the other team who’s name was Edwar.
Edwar, that is with no “D”.
Just like the NY Giants.
Oh, did I say that out loud?
Oh, man, that Mets bullpen comment is classic. You should submit that to “Overheard in New York”!
Huh, I was in Paris this weekend where there was also a car fire. I didn’t see the actual fire (which took place late Saturday night), but the resulting debris was quite spectacular — two completely blackened, twisted little European cars. (Sadly, the building they were parked in front of also went up in flames. Happily, the thick stone walls between buildings did their jobs and neither of the adjoining buildings were affected.)