We have security guards sitting by all the public entrance doors in the building I work in. That doesn't say much other than the fact that on occassion you get some very unsavory characters darkening your doorstep when you work downtown. There were a couple of our (very disheveled and probably under the influence) homeless citizens standing around the parking lot yesterday during lunch, panning for change, just as an example.
It's the job of the security peeps to make everyone they don't recognize sign in (and tow vehicles out of your fucking paid parking place if you so demand). Occasionally, a few weirdos still get upstairs. Weirdos in daisy dukes wearing more hair gel than The Fonz. They walk around the hallways loud as hell, announcing such things as "It's hot - I'm gon' sit down," and you sit and hope that they aren't eyeballing the one chair that's in front of you desk by the door.
One member of the scanktified whoreiness church just poked her head in the door and asked where Mr. So-and-so was, to which I replied in a dry tone: "I have no idea who that is." It wasn't a lie. The cracked-out troll really thought she knew people on this floor. I think someone from the technical college down the hall finally told them they were barking up the wrong tree.
Fuck. Some woman just told a girl who was attempting to drink out of the water fountain not to "drink that water." I had half a bottle of that foul swill yesterday. Wish someone had told me.
Posted by Tiffany at August 1, 2006 02:30 PM | TrackBack