I was working at a start up across the street. As I made my 1/2 block commute early that morning, I saw several plate glass windows broken and not even boarded up yet. The annual Mardi Gras celebration in my neighbourhood had broken into riots and one guy had been killed. It was really horrible. (And the last Mardi Gras celebration here.)
It was otherwise, a regular day until 10:54. I was on the top floor of a 100 year old building that started rocking and rolling big time.
Earthquake registering 6.8 on Richter Scale jolts Seattle and Puget Sound on February 28, 2001.
My webpage from that day with some photos is still up. One of the photos on this page is a far away view of the photo above (which I just found on a city data site).
Most people had no damage at all. There was one fluff head at work who did have to replace her bathroom floor because the quake knocked a basket of died fake flower potpouri off the back of the toilet AND water splashed out and soaked it all. By the time she got home, her bathroom floor was stained irreparably. She pissed and moaned and whined about that eveyr day for a month.
There's a small dent in my kitchen sink and a crack in the bathroom floor tile that remind me of that day but I think I'd probably remember even without them.