So there I am at work. Working. La di dah. The power goes out. Everyone's all "wtf?"
We are evacuated. And let me tell you - being on the top floor is great for bragging rights, but when the fire alarms are activated all flashy-style and the fat asses in front of you haven't seen stairs in years, you start to wish you weren't so high and mighty.
That's the thing - I get soooo annoyed when people cram onto the elevator in the morning and proceed to hit every floor Elf-style, because the people that work on the second and third floors are clearly the people that should be taking the stairs whenever possible.
So we get down the first few flights quickly, and then get stuck behind this ginormous woman who is placing both feet on each step. Like she's TWO and just learning to walk. ARGH.
We get outside. It's sleeting. We wait outside for an hour and a half. Then we are herded back into the building and have to conquer THE STAIRS. It literally took 20 minutes to get back to the ninth floor because of all the land monsters.
Got back to the office and the power is still out and the phones have headed to no-man's land as well. They expect us to work? Why are we back in the building at all? Why didn't they send everyone home? People, please. This is the government. Half the building had semi-power. If they sent us home, we'd be wasting money. But giving every federal employee the day off for Inauguration Day? Well, that's just being patriotic!
I got sent home anyway.
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