I was just sitting at my desk, working away and not watching the clock. No really. I like my job so I really don't watch the clock ... and that can be my downfall.
Today, like any other day, 4:00 rolled around very quickly. Although my quittin' time is 4:00, I usually hang around until 5:00. Because I'm awesome like that. Actually, I'm slow like that. And actually, I never really get rolling until around noon or so. That be more the truth ...
So anyway, 4:00 rolls around and I fully planned on hanging around until 5 or 5:30. I had just about every project I could work on all spread out all over my floor. I had my purse emptied and the contents spread all over my desk. Yes, I use work time to clean out my purse. I also had a brand new diet coke sitting on my desk along with the remains of my lunch waiting to be finished. I had just cleaned out a cabinet (in anticipation of my office change coming up) and there were also boxes everywhere and snacks and office supplies and clothes all around. Yes, clothes. Remember my coworker Becky whom we lost earlier this year? She loved to give me clothes. I loved to take them. 'Cept I never took them anywhere but straight into a cabinet. They were now draped over chairs and thrown askew atop my computer.
And 4:00 rolled around. Over the loud speaker I heard, "THE SCHOOL IS CLOSING. IF YOU ARE STILL IN THE BUILDING, YOU HAVE TWENTY SECONDS TO GET OUT. THE ALARM IS BEING SET NOW."
I have never run so fast. I screamed and ran up the hallway yelling for the doorlockers not to lock me in. I reached them just in the nick of time wailing that I needed just ONE MORE MINUTE to grab my stuff. They reluctantly relented. And I do mean reluctantly.
Again I set off, running at top speed, having even removed my shoes so that I could make the long trek back up the hallway even quicker. I grabbed everything, not even bothering to shut off my computer nor save my work. Wish me luck tomorrow ...
And away I went, back down the long hallway, back to the lobby to grab my shoes, and out the door, just in the nick of time. Remembering suddenly that I had parked around back (of course, I did) I started the journey around the building and all the way back to the rear parking lot, arms laden with the contents of my emptied purse ... huffing and puffing from my earlier sprint ... and I reached my car just in time to ... realize I'd forgotten to grab my keys off of my desk.
I'll leave the rest of the evening up to your imagination.