The story of the day - adhere to the fire alarm, take it serious, don't fool around - get your ass in gear, it could mean your life.
Even though we're under the opinion that only a window rescue is cool, on second thought, we better leave this for Survivorman and his friends.
Here's today's semi intelligent story;
The building i'm working in accounts for 350 +/- people that work here on cranking one of the main daily newspapers of the region out.
We have a highly successful interactive media group, write custom code and pretty much are on top of the media action.
Suddenly a noise, not often heard, but unmistakenly wants to be taken serious. It's this blaring, high pitched tone that can drive a house cat mad and people out the building. Accompanied a bright flash from the devices hanging on the walls. "Oh,...that's what the fire alarm looks like"
The majority of our floor, mainly programmers, designers, a handful of managers and some sales staff just looked at each other with big eyes, coming to the conclusion: "Ah funk, just a few more lines of code" or "Damn! Almost had this damn game beat" whatever he was playing is beyond me. Or the sales chick "Geez, can this wait, i have an email to finish" What's next i ask? Waiting for fingernail polish to dry?
One suggested, "it's just a drill, people!"
Anyhow, we line up, single file line, fighting the urge to hold hands and resisting the desire to collect our lunchboxes. We get to the stairwell and suddenly...the alarm stop. Questioning looks, wondering faces. "Sweet, it's over", we get back to work.
3 minutes later, Fire Trucks show up, hundreds of fellow employees are lined up on the side walk and only one department looking out the 4th floor windows, wondering why everyone is standing outside, after all - the alarm has stopped.
Little did we know, the alarm can be silenced, which is what building maintenance did - to protect our hearing. Ummm...to be honest, i'm rather experiencing a high pitched noise traveling down my ear canal than being charcoaled. I just don't look good in all black...
The quintessential meaning of this story: In the end, we just heard that the alarm was not a drill and the that a sensor had indeed been tripped. Thankfully we now know that all security measures are working, just our brains are not functioning quite right....
"when there's a fire alarm, get your ass out the building"
IB
Even though we're under the opinion that only a window rescue is cool, on second thought, we better leave this for Survivorman and his friends.
Here's today's semi intelligent story;
The building i'm working in accounts for 350 +/- people that work here on cranking one of the main daily newspapers of the region out.
We have a highly successful interactive media group, write custom code and pretty much are on top of the media action.
Suddenly a noise, not often heard, but unmistakenly wants to be taken serious. It's this blaring, high pitched tone that can drive a house cat mad and people out the building. Accompanied a bright flash from the devices hanging on the walls. "Oh,...that's what the fire alarm looks like"
The majority of our floor, mainly programmers, designers, a handful of managers and some sales staff just looked at each other with big eyes, coming to the conclusion: "Ah funk, just a few more lines of code" or "Damn! Almost had this damn game beat" whatever he was playing is beyond me. Or the sales chick "Geez, can this wait, i have an email to finish" What's next i ask? Waiting for fingernail polish to dry?
One suggested, "it's just a drill, people!"
Anyhow, we line up, single file line, fighting the urge to hold hands and resisting the desire to collect our lunchboxes. We get to the stairwell and suddenly...the alarm stop. Questioning looks, wondering faces. "Sweet, it's over", we get back to work.
3 minutes later, Fire Trucks show up, hundreds of fellow employees are lined up on the side walk and only one department looking out the 4th floor windows, wondering why everyone is standing outside, after all - the alarm has stopped.
Little did we know, the alarm can be silenced, which is what building maintenance did - to protect our hearing. Ummm...to be honest, i'm rather experiencing a high pitched noise traveling down my ear canal than being charcoaled. I just don't look good in all black...
The quintessential meaning of this story: In the end, we just heard that the alarm was not a drill and the that a sensor had indeed been tripped. Thankfully we now know that all security measures are working, just our brains are not functioning quite right....
"when there's a fire alarm, get your ass out the building"
IB
