I kind of had a unique experience on 9/11/01. I was waiting tables at an upscale cafe in Ann Arbor, MI. I eventually ended up managing the restaurant, but at this point I had only been there about 4 weeks and was just to the point of waiting tables by myself and getting to know the regulars. One of the regulars came in and told me he heard that a plane had hit the WTC and he and I assumed it was a small cessna type plane and that it was minor. He left and came back about 20 minutes later and told me that another plane had hit the WTC and that they were rumored to have been commercial jets. It was shocking but I had to keep doing my work, it was about 9:00 on EST and I had another 5-6 hours ahead of me. So I got bits and pieces of information, and sometimes, rumors throughout the day from various regulars and from more waitstaff coming in for the lunch hour. But the interesting thing was throughout the morning, I was waiting on people who were still living in the pre-9/11 world. Me knowing what had happened and them sitting around, sipping coffee, laughing with a friend, or having a meeting over an omlet and some tea, and that then one-by one cell phones ringing, and peoples expressions changing, their faces looking panicked, one woman not able to control herself and letting out a muffled scream. Watching the person who got the call explain what had happened to a colleague or friend, their reactions..... It was surreal to watch it all unfold at the cafe that morning. All morning people who had been going about their days walked into the restaurant not knowing what had happened and I was there to see all of them find out, their reactions. There was a lot of food that was served that was never eaten that morning. I walked home at about 2:30, through campus at the UNiversity of Michigan, where my wife was enrolled in graduate school. I distinctly remember walking past a newspaper box and it already had a "new addition" with the pics of the WTC burning and a huddle of college age girls standing around the box crying. I didnt actually see any live pictures of the tragedy until I got home that afternoon at about 3:00.