Monday was a treat. And by treat I mean pain in the ass. It started off with me waiting for the elevator. And waiting. And waiting. Of the four elevators, only two go to the top floor. Guess where I'm located. You betcha! I went to the security desk to see if anyone else had complained and I was the first. Lovely. Meanwhile everyone else kept telling me that the elevators worked. One was sitting on 6 and the other wasn't even showing up. Working my ass... Finally the engineer department opened their eyes and noticed an issue. Twenty minutes later I asked where the stairwell was located. My boss said I could walk a flight if the elevators were too slow. After no one could tell me I said fuck it and ventured out on my own. I figured someone would be able to point me in the right direction. I walked the flight of stares and reached for the knob. Locked. Oh yes, it was turning out to be a lovely day. I went BACK down to the first floor and weighed my options. Unfortunately 'going home' wasn't one of them. I waited for the security guard who was on a call to get back and open the door in the stairwell. By this time three other doctors had gathered around, all waiting to hoof it to the top floor. We walked up, he opened the first door and we ventured onto the roof. And by roof I mean there was only a tiny ledge on the side between us and oblivion. I tried my best not to scream like a little girl. Once safely back inside I opened my office door only to hear the elevator door ring. Sonofabitch...

Later on I made my way to one of the bathrooms and noticed someone didn't flush. I grumbled while trying to flush for them. Nothing. I tried again... Nothing. I made my way to the sink to wash my cup and turned on the water. Nothing. Oh yes, this was just awesome. Once back in my office I called the engineer department.

"Didn't you get the email?"

What email?

"The one that said all water was shut off on your side of the building for an emergency."

No... no I didn't.

Apparently I wasn't added to the list for the new hospital. Oh joy, oh rapture. So now I had to pee and try and figure out where to call so I could be added to the email list. Luckily the outage only lasted an hour or so. Now the people not calling me back for the statistics I need... and then giving me wrong ones so that I look bad for the BBs... THAT is a whole other story. *sigh* I know it will get better... I just want that to be now.

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