One Global Warming, Please

This morning, we landed at LAX and went outside to catch the Hertz shuttle, at which point we found a surprisingly empty arrival zone. After waiting for what seemed like ages (without so much as a passing tumbleweed), a Los Angeles Bomb Squad truck raced by at an unsettling speed... away from the airport. 

Doesn't a man in uniform typically arrive just before that point and kindly ask everyone to remain calm like in the movies? 

Apparently not.

We walked to the rental lot.