So today I get an email from the building manager saying we are under lockdown and we need to use our access keys to get in and out of the building. Usually when I hear the term “lockdown” it is in the context of some shooting somewhere, usually at some government building[1]. Or maybe I have just been trained to think that living in the states for as long as I have. So my first notion is to do a google news search on the suburb in which we are located to see if anything is up. I'm not really afraid, but it doesn't hurt to do a little sleuthing. Nothing. After about half an hour we get word that an ex-employee was trying to re-enter the building. Not that I was terrified, but I feel like that could have been in the original email, or the email could have been worded better.
Only my next problem is that I have no way of getting back in the building if I leave, because of course I have misplaced my fob and have been going through the front door for the last few months, which will not be locked thanks to problem former employee. So I ask Angie for a new fob which costs me $40, which of course I don't have on me, and she's like “you really have to pay me” and I am like “you know where I sit, you can come break my legs if I don't pay”. Which hopefully wasn't taken by her to mean that I think she is a member of the mob. At least I can go get some lunch now that the rain has stopped.