Once a year, at work, we have to test the alarm and response procedures. Today was the day.
11.20 am alarm went off.
All co-workers went outside. One of my co-workers and I used the back stairs which are usually not used as everybody takes the much more comfortable inner stairs. To open the door was easy. Taking the steps in high heels was not as it was one of those raster thingies. My heel disappeared in them quite quickly.
The there was a door again. Clearly to ensure irritating juveniles in some delinquent form could not go up the stairs and take away all that lovely paper we produce (oh and the odd computer I guess). I digress. There was a door, which was kinda seemingly a bit locked. I had another go no still no movement. Images of being burned in a cage like construction came to mind. My co-worker stepped up to the plate. After two tries he managed to open the door and we walked out to the assembly point in the sun. By Health and Safety officers we were told to move as we were in the way of any emergency services if they arrived. Oh yeah sure, emergency services. Funny but we’ll move.
We were all assembled there and having a chat on how long it was going to take, when we got the announcement all clear we a going back inside. Tower A first (I am in D) People from A started moving when all of a sudden we hear ta-tu ta-tu ta-tu ta-tu ta-tu ta-tu ta-tu ta-tu etc.
All health and safety personnel held back, caught their breath and looked at the facility manager (in charge of this exercise) Who in turn was changing colour, to white/grey with bright red spots in his neck appearing. Exactly at that moment we realised that the fire engines were driving at high speed past our building, but not turning into our driveway.
The look on the facility managers face – priceless