Life of a former witch

I've outgrown my wicked witch of the west ways. Reflections of life afterwards, living in the desert with two cats, friends, family, and my hot and cold love life.

Thursday, February 09, 2006

This building is for research??

I can't believe this is supposed to be a research building. Techinally, the University owns this building. But you can access the hospital by walking down a connected hallway. Some faculty will have joint tenure in the University and the hospital. So it creates "turf wars" from time to time.

Once, I got stuck in my building's elevator. I pressed the call button which connected me to University police. They asked if I worked for the University or the hospital. I said "whichever will get me the f**k out of here the fastest".

Friday in the early afternoon, a terrible smell penerated our floor. I got a headache, and felt sick to my stomach. About 15 minutes later, the police showed up at our door to evacuate us. So we got out early. Hazmat teams were entering the building as we were leaving. Monday, I found out that someone spilled benzene, and because it's an organic solvent, they decided to evacuate us.

This morning already there's a funky smell in the lab. Most people aren't even here yet. It isn't the benzene smell, but it smells like something died. So, maybe this will be a "get out of work" day because this building is a piece of crap that relies way too heavily on recirculating ventilation to effectively distribute smells.

I suppose that's also a give away if a terrorist wants to plan an attack on our building. Just plan on a day when I won't be here, okay?

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