October 10, 2007

cleaner gal in a tizz ...

Phase 1 - It’s unnerving to be standing in a building society with the alarm going off. Alone. In the dark. I don’t know where the light switches are. Or the Very Important Thingy that stops the alarm. Wondering when the swat team will arrive. Will they shoot first or let me explain? The alarm shifts a gear and is revving up. Mine too.

Phase 2 – Stumbling across room, hoping there aren’t any have-a go-hero types in the main street just feet away. Unless they’re extremely good looking. That might be ok. I’m on the phone to boss …

Boss: you can do it, Shell, just move across the room, it must be somewhere …

Me: the alarm’s going to REALLY go off in a minute isn’t it?

Boss: yes, probably - but keep moving, it’ll be fine

Me: it's going to get VERY loud isn't it?

Boss: indeed - keep moving, Shell

Me: will you get me out of jail if the swat team don’t shoot me?

Boss pauses for thought then laughs … hmmm …

Phase 3 - Found! The Very Important Thingy! Swipe key fob over anything that looks receptive. Six tries later, things go quiet. No-one outside’s trying to get in. Boss is cheering. I’m already exhausted.

Now about the lights … which one of thirty switches might let me read the next set of codes?