Part of my job is to test the fire alarm in work. When I set it off I cringe and mentally prepare myself for the eeeeaaa-aaaawww eeeeeaaa-aaaaaaaww that will follow. But today it didn't.
I was there doing that 'any minute now' shrinking back bit and nothing happened. 'Oh.' 'Oh dear.' 'Oh my, what do I do now?' 'I know!'
I ran through the hall shouting, 'Fire! Fire!'
Just as effective I think. Sadly quilters weren't in this morning - put off by the snow - to be impressed by my performance.
P.S. According to the control box the alarm was disabled but I was totally unable to enable it again even with the aid of a thirteen-page manual.
3 comments:
Oh no! But what if you're the only one there and there's a fire? Who's going to alert YOU?
You need to get that sucker fixed!!
I agree ... the alarm must be enabled immediately !
But you wouldn't have scared the quilters .... we're a sturdy lot . Doughty is the word that comes to mind . Yoga ladies ? That's another matter .
But I don't wnat to call out the repair man for him to tell me it's my fault for not pressing 'that' button.
Tell me about quilters, sonata! Ours scare me to death!
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