garnigal | Man, I hate being dim (and short. Really hate being short.)

The lead Tech writer told me yesterday that the earlier I get here, the earlier I can get home. I assume that means that he will be here early as well. So, instead of the 8 am bus I've been taking this week, I went back to my usual 7 am bus. On the 7, I'm occasionally the first person on the floor, but I've never been the first person in the building.

Until this morning.

I got in at 8:45, people. That's not that early. Grant you, most everyone except the Orion team is taking today as a holiday, so maybe Virgil (our admin) isn't even going to be here today, but you'd think someone would be here before 9.

Nope.

I walked in, and the alarm instantly started to sound. I thought, "fine, that's okay. I have a card with the code on it. Somewhere." It took a few minutes, but I finally found the card. Entered the code. Nothing happens. Still beeping. Now it's telling me it's a slow entry alarm. Well, duh.

The alarm pad is right at eye level for me. It took a couple of minutes, but I finally looked up and saw that they had posted the process above that. Finally, with confidence, I entered the code and the rest of the information. No more beeping.

Now I just hope I didn't screw something up while I was fumbling around earlier. I'll just hide in my cube, like some deformed creature.

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Updated to add:

As if that wasn't enough, I spent about 20 minutes last night preparing two tins of cookies, squares and other sugary treats to share with my co-workers. Naturally, I then left them in the fridge at home, and didn't even remember them until I got to TO.