Fire Drill Rant

So we had a stupid f*cking fire drill this morning @ 9:00.

We all got to march outside to the "Rally Point" which is out in the far outer reaches of the parking lot at one point I thought we were in Methuen.

So, fortunately I was able to grab my coat and phone, but still I'm a bitch-pussy and I don't like standing out in the cold while all these fireman wannabees walk around with their roster boards and walkie talkies pretending their calling in a ladder truck or Medi-vac chopper to save humanity. Go play fireman on your own time Skippy, my feet are cold.

It's 22 degrees with a 10mph windchill that makes it feel like, oh I don't know, the bottom of a penguin's ass after its been sitting on a glacier for 4 weeks waiting for the great annual sardine run. Can we not prove our exit and egress prowess in the middle of April when the sweet smell of daffodils file the temperate spring air?

Do we really need to have a drill to show that we're capable of walking out in the parking lot in an orderly fashion? Is this really necessary? In February? Really?

And if that weren't enough, I get the privilege of sitting near the only entry point of the building which means I get to enjoy a solid 10 minutes of the door being open while about 600 people file back into the building. So now it's about 48 degrees in my office and I'm sitting with my jacket on and my toes are frozen like little toe-sicles.

And for my "cherry on top" they have the cleaning crew over here now vacuuming all the sh*t that got dragged in from the trampling of 1200 feet coming back in en masse. Leaves, sand, rock salt, butts, oh yeah they're all there and this doofus is out there with his vacuum trying to clean up.

Are you sh*tting me with this?