EPTSo the University I go to has a big tower called Schmon Tower. Schmon is about ten floors and there is a lot of different stuff up there, there is business offices, registrar's office, but there is also five floors of library. In the library, obviously there are places to sit down and it's always quiet, that's why I like to go up there instead of the computer lab. It's quiet and peaceful, has a place to plug in my laptop and there is always room.
So I go to the fifth floor, do my Geography homework and then I decide to leave to go back to my car (where I now am writing this; the front seat of my car) to drop off my Geog. books and pickup my Soc. and Psych. ones, because I have a total of four hours lecture coming up. So I go to the elevator, press down and of course the only one that happens is fucking packed.
On a side note, I fucking hate when this happens; I hate it more than Scourge A.I. and even more then Atrioc (if you can believe it!). They all just look at me like, "You getting on?" Then they realise that I'm not and they make that face like, "Hahaha, no fucking room!" Assholes.
Ok so yeah, I stand there like an idiot as the door closes and I decide, well I don't want to press down again, because I don't want to run into the same group of people that I stared at while the door closed. (I don't even know if it's possible that this would have happened, after it closed the elevator went either up or down and in that case, everyone should have got off; except fresh new people who maybe got on and know nothing of prior experience with that particular group of elevator people. SIGH) Yet I digress.
So because I think of things like this often, I say fuck this, I'l just take the stares, good ol' exercise never hurt nobody. (unless of course you tripped and fell down the stairs, cracked your skull open and no one is there to help because they are all taking the much easier elevator.) So I open the door to the stairwell, go down a few steps and I notice there is a banner with one end tied to the railing, the other to the wall, blocking the path down. As far as I can recall, it read:
WARNING: Emergency stairs only, do not use. Return to floor five and use the elevator from there. Thank you.
Or something to that effect. Regardless, I just walked here and I don't want to walk all the way to the elevator (there goes my exercise argument). I take a peek over the railing and look down at the rest of the stairs, I see no other banners saying anything, so I try to justify just hopping over the banner and heading down. I thought to myself, "Well what if I was on floor four and I had taken the stairs down? I wouldn't have seen this banner and since there isn't a banner on every single flight down, it's just as likely I had come from the fourth floor and thereby missing the warning, relieving me of any trouble I could get into if caught." That was my reasoning. So I step over the banner, breaking it by accident in the process like a fucking idiot.
I go down one flight of stairs to floor four and I don't know why, but I chose to see if the door there was open, it wasn't; this should have been a red flag. So I just think whatever and keep heading down, I make it down to floor two and as I turn the corner to head down the last ten or so steps to floor one, I notice a camera and one of those siren-alarm doohickeys. So I look at it like, what the fuc--!!!
WARNING
WARNING
WARNING
WARNING
WARNING
The Siren-alarm goes off and the loudspeaker is yelling warning. This was fucking loud as hell, I was shocked and I just stood there in shock for a moment, then the the loudspeaker says:
WARNING
WARNING
THERE IS A PERSON IN THE EMERGENCY STAIRWELL
I REPREAT, THERE IS A PERSON IN THE EMERGENCY STAIRWELL
WARNING
WARNING
This was all I needed to hear and I fucking turned and booked it up five flights of stairs as fast I could fucking run, scared as shit the whole time. I finally make it up the fifth floor and I think... fuck I was just here, I'l go the sixth and then I won't look like such an idiot, I go to the sixth, so this is six flights of stairs I just scrambled up, I go to the elevator, hit down and the door opens, I walk in and as the door closes I realise that i'm breathing heavy like a fucking deranged maniac, the people in that elevator must've thought I was mentally imbalanced -not too far off?
Anyways, hopefully you found this entertaining, I am laughing about now to myself... in my car, which is kind of odd, but I thought i'd share it with you all before I tell my friends how much of an idiot I just was.
