I pulled into the parking lot at work this morning and noticed I was the first one here–most of us park in the lot but a few park on the street right in front of the building. Being first usually fills me with a bit of trepidation because the first person in the building has to disarm the security system. I set it off once and even though I have successfully disarmed and armed the alarm since then, I’m always a little wary of the alarm. No worries this morning, the alarm was already blaring when I got to the front door.
I unlocked the door and disarmed the alarm. Then I switched on the lights and noticed a cell phone in the middle of the hallway. I knew the maintenance/cleaning crew uses those Nextel phones that double as walkie-talkies so I felt a bit better that the alarm was going off because one of them had been in the building. It was still creepy enough for me to turn on all the lights and then start checking cubes to see if computers were still on the desks.
Apparently, the alarm had been going off long enough that the security company had already tried calling because no one called for me to give over our secret code. I guess University police will eventually show up.