NightRythm (
nightrythm) wrote2006-10-23 08:59 am
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Did I mention it's Monday?
I actually got out of the house on time this morning and gassed up the truck without incedent. I hop in the elevator to get out of the parking garage (on P6) and as the doors close I hear a siren/claxon. I figure it's just a car alarm. When the doors open on the first floor, there is a flashing light, a claxon and a voice saying "...building. Please do not use the elevators."
I freeze. I look around. The passageway from the elevator to the building is closed off. I'm in a hall with elevators and a door marked "No Entry". I panic. I cuss. I get back in the elevator and *pray* that it still works. I hit P2 (cause that's the next closest floor).
When the elevator opens, there are no sirens, no lights, everything is normal. I take the escalator up, so I can get *out* of the building. There is no noise. I see one or two people, everyone is carrying on as normal. I'm shaking and want to go home and snuggle my teddy bear. 'Cause yeah, my adrenaline has been shot through the roof. I couldn't see a way out and it scared the crap outta me.
Oh, and at work, I sent a letter out with someone's name spell incorrectly *and* we sent the wrong contract. Although in my defense, I don't generate the contracts, just the letters that go with them. But seriously, what's the best way to make your team look incompetent? Send out the wrong contract and mis-spell the guy's name to boot. *ugh!* (ASIDE: Who the fuck spells Collin with one L?)
I freeze. I look around. The passageway from the elevator to the building is closed off. I'm in a hall with elevators and a door marked "No Entry". I panic. I cuss. I get back in the elevator and *pray* that it still works. I hit P2 (cause that's the next closest floor).
When the elevator opens, there are no sirens, no lights, everything is normal. I take the escalator up, so I can get *out* of the building. There is no noise. I see one or two people, everyone is carrying on as normal. I'm shaking and want to go home and snuggle my teddy bear. 'Cause yeah, my adrenaline has been shot through the roof. I couldn't see a way out and it scared the crap outta me.
Oh, and at work, I sent a letter out with someone's name spell incorrectly *and* we sent the wrong contract. Although in my defense, I don't generate the contracts, just the letters that go with them. But seriously, what's the best way to make your team look incompetent? Send out the wrong contract and mis-spell the guy's name to boot. *ugh!* (ASIDE: Who the fuck spells Collin with one L?)
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I guess I'm on the other end of that assumption. ;)
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Bad mis-spellings:
We had a "trial" contract, to webcast the speeches of the then, "secretary of State".
At the bottom, there was a "rights" panel, it had two options, typically:
All rights reserved, or Public domain.
39 webcasts were sent out to the world, of the Sec States speaches, with the rights status of:
PUBIC Domain.
We lost the contract, a full 3 weeks before Monicas story hit the presses. Honest.