Apr 7, 2008

Note to Self

Next time you're the new Office Manager and the main door's deadbolt refuses your key because all the rain has seeped through the cheap aluminum door and soaked the lock, and so you go to the side door just so you can get inside the building and turn the alarm off (because the person who trained you in JUST.THREE.DAYS. at least showed you how to arm the system) and then too late you find out that you don't have 20 seconds to turn off the system before all the alarms sound, but you get there, turn off the blaring noise and wonder out loud to the empty office, who is our alarm company and how can I call them? and thankfully, the phone rings and it's the alarm company; you can at least identify yourself and tell them you turned the alarm off, but are horrified to learn that, more than the alarm key-code you must know a CODEWORD, which you find mildly aggravating because at this point you know you'll never find it before the alarm company employee decides she must hang up on you and call the authoritahs, who efficiently arrive in duplicate, in 5 minutes (sweet!) with grim faces and dubious expressions as you explain that you're new here, let me get my keys and show you how they don't work, and they cover their guns as you open the file drawer and dig through your purse and present the keys while silently cursing the fact that you're not wearing your official name tag that would help so much, but they take keys and find that yes, the lock is extremely unyielding but that the key does indeed finally work after much coercion and are curtly dismissive of my apologies as nothing to worry about and drive off and the executive in charge later relates that I wouldn't have known the password since they've never had a reason to need it, but it is xxxx--- well, as a note to myself: next time, maybe, ask a few more questions when you're being shown the alarm system.


4 comments:

Irrelephant said...

I freaking hate cops. *s* We're the same way at my office, so I carefully wrote the alarm code and the secret password on a sticky note and stuck it behind an award plaque from last year just over the alarm keypad. Take note, baddies--just over the alarm keypad.

pamibe said...

Well, that must have been embarrassing!

Joan of Argghh! said...

Yeah, a bit unnerving, but the cops were kinda cute, county mounties. I knew they'd be there soon, however. It kinda helps to be the local speed-trap pullover parking lot.

Mr. Baggie-pants, we'll all be right over to your lucrative office where there must be something of pawnable value that doesn't weigh a ton...

:o)

Jean said...

Well, THAT was a memorable Monday!