Just to keep up with Spencer’s Meijer chronicles.
So yesterday, I went up to archives. I couldn’t get the main sliding door open, so I had to go downstairs and ask Theresa (my immediate boss) how to get it open. After she explained it to me, I went back up to archives, slide open the big metal door, walked back to HR Archives, and went in the back room.
While I was searching in the HR Archives, some jerk shut the main archives door.
I was locked inside of archives for about half an hour. There was no way to exit, despite the keys in my hand. It was hot as hell, but at least I had my coffee? Four people walked by (there were a couple of cracks I could see out), but the door was so heavy, they couldn’t hear me.
When someone finally heard me and let me out (I slid him my keys under the door), I rushed back to HR and began loudly recounting my woes.
They didn’t notice I was gone.
I love…Corporate America…
July 18, 2008 at 4:30 pm |
so much for the weighted name, eh princess?