Firedrill in a torrential downpour

All I can say is that it better NOT have been a firedrill. I just spent the last 30 minutes standing outside of Oracle Plaza. When I went out, it was just a few drops of rain here and there. It picked up a little bit, so I wandered under a tree to stay dry.

But there were no firetrucks or police cars–not even sirens in the distance–and I couldn’t see any smoke, so I figure it was just a drill, and there was no point in walking across Ralston to another building. It’d only take a few minutes.

Then some *$&%^# security woman told me I had to move from my spot of relative dryness. I found another tree, but it’s canopy wasn’t as dense. My newspaper was soaked in five minutes. I cozied up with a colleague or four who were hiding beneath one person’s umbrella.

All I can say is that if this was a scheduled firedrill, then whoever let it go off isn’t thinking things through. Aside from the inconvenience, this is going to kill productivity. Probably a third of Oracle Plaza employees are going to go home right now, at 1 pm, because they don’t have any spare dry clothes at work.

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