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The roof! The roof!
Oct. 12th, 2006 09:40 amThe roof office is on fire!
Well, was. See, Tuesday, around 5:20pm, we start smelling smoke throughout the office. While we're still making sure none of our computers are overheating, the fire alarms go off, so we save all our work and get out of there via the fire stairs. (Reminder: we're on the 15th floor.) Turns out there was a malfunction in one of the elevators: the emergency brakes engaged for no apparent reason but the motor was still trying to move the car, and either the motor overheated or the brakes started wearing away, I'm not sure which, maybe both. Either way, nothing actually caught on fire, and they fixed the elevator, so no harm done, other than some exhausted white collars needing to catch their breath in the parking lot.
...Wednesday, around 5:10pm, we start smelling smoke throughout the office. Aw, crap. This time we don't wait for the alarm; management makes a floor-wide announcement to start packing up immediately. And down the stairs we go. (Reminder: we're still on the 15th floor.) The fire trucks actually beat us to the parking lot this time. Completely unrelated incident, though; someone a few floors down plugged a low-power halogen lamp into a higher-power socket and the results weren't pretty. No real damage outside that one room, though; the walls are pretty fire-resistant here, which is comforting to know.
Anyway, it's 9:50am Thursday and nothing's burnt down yet. But we've got another seven hours to keep the "days without an accident" counter at zero; ganbare!
Well, was. See, Tuesday, around 5:20pm, we start smelling smoke throughout the office. While we're still making sure none of our computers are overheating, the fire alarms go off, so we save all our work and get out of there via the fire stairs. (Reminder: we're on the 15th floor.) Turns out there was a malfunction in one of the elevators: the emergency brakes engaged for no apparent reason but the motor was still trying to move the car, and either the motor overheated or the brakes started wearing away, I'm not sure which, maybe both. Either way, nothing actually caught on fire, and they fixed the elevator, so no harm done, other than some exhausted white collars needing to catch their breath in the parking lot.
...Wednesday, around 5:10pm, we start smelling smoke throughout the office. Aw, crap. This time we don't wait for the alarm; management makes a floor-wide announcement to start packing up immediately. And down the stairs we go. (Reminder: we're still on the 15th floor.) The fire trucks actually beat us to the parking lot this time. Completely unrelated incident, though; someone a few floors down plugged a low-power halogen lamp into a higher-power socket and the results weren't pretty. No real damage outside that one room, though; the walls are pretty fire-resistant here, which is comforting to know.
Anyway, it's 9:50am Thursday and nothing's burnt down yet. But we've got another seven hours to keep the "days without an accident" counter at zero; ganbare!
