Continuing my interviews with the people at work, I discovered a curious fact:
There is *no* Nepali word or concept for THIS:
They flat don't EVER happen in that country.
Oh, the kids are briefly told about them in school, but that's something that happens in remote parts of the world (to them), so they don't understand how freaking DEADLY they can be, when you're IN one of those "remote parts of the world" like Dallas. Trying to explain to them what they need to do in an emergency draws a total blank on most of them. A couple vaguely understood the concept, but didn't know the English word for it, and didn't know that they needed to follow the OTHER people that might be running for their lives to a shelter area. None of them could tell me where the shelters were, even though there's a standard sign above all of the doors to those areas.
Folks, IF YOU SEE ME RUNNING, TRY TO KEEP UP!!! If I'm yelling, you'd better MOVE FAST. I'm one of the most laid-back people at work until a dire emergency happens, and then I go from mild-mannered Bruce Banner to the Incredible Hulk in seconds.