Thursday, September 24, 2009

My Building Never Sleeps

Almost done with a very intense and important meeting with my supervisor, all of a sudden I heard a.... marching band. In the middle of the afternoon on a thursday. Of course, if you're working in my building there's technically nothing that you should be surprised at, because in a year of working here I've realized that the most unusual things tend to happen right next to it! Below, are just a couple examples:

Example #1: The marching band, along with a set of cheerleaders, arrives in front of my building in a Seattle Duck Tour boat/bus... whatever that thing is called. All those people pour out of it and station themselves in front of the entrance. The cheerleaders do their routines and a steady stream of passers-by walk right in the middle of them. The whole shebang is there because of the opening of the new U-W floor and the fact that they just won a football game. Totally understandable, but hilarious nevertheless considering the time of day and the fact that the rest of the offices in the building are attorneys and medical professionals.

Example #2: The traffic is off the hook. Police have blocked out Union St. starting from 6th Ave. and down till 4th Ave. The SWAT team truck pulls up. There's been a bank robbery on the corner of 6th and Union involving a bomb threat. My entire office gathers by the window on the 11th floor that overlooks Union perfectly to watch what will happen. The SWAT team truck doors open and out comes a... Robot. It's gonna go into the building and try to disharm whatever explosives it may contain. Not that curious about what will happen next, and concerned more for my safety than a happy ending to the story, a bunch of us quickly pack up and leave... Better safe than sorry.

Example #3: We look outside draws by an unusual amounts of smoke in our windows. Across the street there's a bus on fire! Firetrucks fill the street making traffic really BAD. I really have nothing more to add to this one actually.

Example #4: Starbucks people downstairs talk about a client who streaked by in the morning in nothing but a speedo. They say he lost a bet... I guess that's something you'll only see from the first floor instead of eleventh...

It's a fun working life in Seattle!

1 comment:

  1. See, when your work is ...well ...not much fun (I am trying to avoid a word boooriiing), it is always something to look forward to, like the fire, or the bomb, or marching band that you discribed!

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