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Oh right, that would be me. Back to work.
In a little less than an hour, the alarms will start going off and approximately 200 people on my office floor will file into two tiny stairwells, joining hundreds of others to march two-by-two down 25 flights of stairs. Upon arriving on the ground floor, legs shaky like Jell-O, we will file into the streets with thousands of others march across the river to our meeting point. Ted is our team co-leader, but has taken it upon himself to do all the work of the team leader. He's made a giant sign for us to spot him by, and has a flashing red light to make it even easier for us to find him. We're debating on decorating our t-shirts with permanent markers, writing things like "Team Snakes Eyes!" and "Trust in Ted" on the backs. If we have to do this evacuation, we're going to have FUN doing it, dammit.
Supposedly there are news vans all over the streets. NBC, CBS, WGN, ABC, CLTV, and Telemundo have all been spotted. Supposedly there are satellite trucks as well. Might this be covered by the likes of CNN and FoxNews? We'll find out. We've decided to wave at the cameras if they're rolling when we pass by. Then we joked about pulling the shirts up over our heads, like Beavis, and do our best Cornholio impressions. "I need teepee for my bunghole! BUNG-HOLE!" That's good stuff right there.
It's good to know we're taking things seriously. ;) Seriously, nothing is being done around here today by anyone. It's totally a festive mood. Go, evacuation! Wooooo!
ETA: We just finished decorating our t-shirts. "KF Team 11" on the back, an 11 on the sleeve, a pair of dice on mine for "Team Snake Eyes." My boss loves it. Hee!
In a little less than an hour, the alarms will start going off and approximately 200 people on my office floor will file into two tiny stairwells, joining hundreds of others to march two-by-two down 25 flights of stairs. Upon arriving on the ground floor, legs shaky like Jell-O, we will file into the streets with thousands of others march across the river to our meeting point. Ted is our team co-leader, but has taken it upon himself to do all the work of the team leader. He's made a giant sign for us to spot him by, and has a flashing red light to make it even easier for us to find him. We're debating on decorating our t-shirts with permanent markers, writing things like "Team Snakes Eyes!" and "Trust in Ted" on the backs. If we have to do this evacuation, we're going to have FUN doing it, dammit.
Supposedly there are news vans all over the streets. NBC, CBS, WGN, ABC, CLTV, and Telemundo have all been spotted. Supposedly there are satellite trucks as well. Might this be covered by the likes of CNN and FoxNews? We'll find out. We've decided to wave at the cameras if they're rolling when we pass by. Then we joked about pulling the shirts up over our heads, like Beavis, and do our best Cornholio impressions. "I need teepee for my bunghole! BUNG-HOLE!" That's good stuff right there.
It's good to know we're taking things seriously. ;) Seriously, nothing is being done around here today by anyone. It's totally a festive mood. Go, evacuation! Wooooo!
ETA: We just finished decorating our t-shirts. "KF Team 11" on the back, an 11 on the sleeve, a pair of dice on mine for "Team Snake Eyes." My boss loves it. Hee!
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