I don't like blogging about work. Not that I'm afraid of getting canned, just that there's really nothing interesting to say about my job. It pays the bills and keeps my cable habit in check.
Today, however, was different.
Today, some whackadoo called and threatened to shoot up one of the floors of our buildings. So, for the rest of the day, our floor was on lock down and we were told to not let anyone in that we didn't know.
Despite the rash of shoot-em-ups around the country, this was strangely exhilarating. Nothing like this EVER happens to me, or near me, or near my friends (thank god, really). Even the thought that you could be wiped off the face of the earth in a spray of bullets and blood really gives you some perspective. Suddenly I'm not dreading the fact that this weekend the weather is going to get to the negative 30's or that I'm unhappy with the nesting weight I've gained.
That said, because the bathroom is located outside of our locked department, I held it for the rest of the day.
Thursday, January 17, 2008
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I dunno if holding it is the best idea. If somebody comes in spraying bullets, the last thing you want to do is lose control of your bowels and piss yo pants.
We need Binky now more than ever.
wow, thats really exciting. i once had a death threat at work. i had a couple as clients who went trhough a nasty divorce. he was an army ranger and threaten to get on a plane (he was living in Washington) and come to my office and use one of his many guns on me.
i just blew it off.
Jeez, glad you are ok. I don't know if the whackjobs that actually do shoot up places usually give a courtesy call to the location to give them a "heads up."
That said, I think I would have been a touch nervous were I in your shoes.
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