Our entire building just spent ten seconds gently bobbing around like a rubber duck in the bathtub. I do believe this was a baby earthquake.
Ladybug reports from home that they had a similar experience. So… yup.
update, 2:12 pm – oh, snap.
So, not exactly a baby quake. Now reported as a 5.9 magnitude, about 85 miles southwest of Washington, DC.
An interesting glimpse of how people react to a sudden interruption to their routine workday. Our whole building just stopped for about fifteen minutes. “Wait… what?” Nobody had scheduled any major roof repairs. And now, folks are joking about ducking into doorways. Of course, we’re about 300 miles from the epicenter. Folks at the Lake Anna Smokehouse and Grill are probably a little less casual about the afternoon right about now.
You can decide for yourself how bad it was if you’re reading about it. Take your choice:
A lot of headlines were using “rattled,” a solid, non-committal adjective.