I’m on graveyard shift. Last night there were two of us but tonight I have the floor to myself. It’s so slow, I’d be tempted to strip down and run laps, if I could be sure there are no cameras; I haven’t spotted any but it’s a rather hi-tech building. How hi-tech?
- The elevator cars have no floor buttons. You choose a floor on a ten-key pad in the lobby, and some machine tells you which elevator to take.
- The loo flushes by sonar or something. When activated it makes a noise like a cat being stepped on. (A small cat.)
- Most of the lights went out at about 2:20 and I can’t find a manual switch anywhere.
A co-worker at an old job got fired for rollerblading down the cubicle hallways in his underwear at 3 AM. No cameras, a manager just happened to drop by. I’m not sure if it’s relevant that by training he was not a computer programmer, but a sociologist.
Which one was a sociologist?
The roller-blader. Although, I suppose I should add that he was a self-described sociologist.