Peterborough, Ontario. Working in my first job after university.
That year in July, the city had a serious flood. The office where I worked was in the affected area; I remember that morning trying to get to the office even though there was a travel advisory - I was worried that they'd need everyone they could to get files away from the rising water and other damage control.
There were three streets I could take to my office. The first one was blocked by the police. The second was blocked by Public Works. The third was underwater. I turned around, went home, called the office and left a message saying I wouldn't be in. The fact that no human answered on the main general line suggested that nobody else made it in either. I spent the rest of the day watching the news.
The next day, I got grief as I came into the office for not showing up the day before. I explained the situation; our main admin person said "but *I* got through. The water wasn't that deep."
I was happy to give my notice a few months later.
