Tuesday, November 19, 2013

I am - NO LONGER - trapped in my building's elevator.

And security has been notified.

All the guy really wanted to do though was impress upon me that I'm not allowed to be in the building before 7 am. He was bothered that I was calling for help on the elevator intercom at 6:30.

My emotions are a bit all over the place at the moment, but I'm pretty sure I'm going to follow up on this joker telling me I'm not allowed to go to my office any fucking time I feel like it.

Leslie K

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Update: Okay, it took 27 minutes for security to rescue me. Not to get the door open, but to make their way over to my building, which is about 100 steps from their kiosk. They talked to me through the speaker for a while, and then SHAZAM, the thing moved and the door opened. I did not follow up on the "allow" comment as I just wanted to get to my office and get my day going.


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Cal says: "You wouldn't have to take any guff, Les, if you had one of these:"


Click image to enlarge. 
That's what she said.

17 comments:

  1. Les, I just tried your Skype but the metal death box in you're in is stopping my beaming rays!

    And, let me add, as a longtime insanely early person, I've had a few ridiculous conversations with security about what time I'm allowed on campus. At one institution I got a letter from the Dean that said something like: "This tenured professor is allowed to be in the Xxxxxxxxx Building 24 hours a day." I carried that thing in my briefcase and often got to pull it out. If I can find it, I'll post it later.

    Hope you get out soon.

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    1. Students might start using this as an excuse. "I was late because security wouldn't let us on campus unless it was five minutes after class started."

      Leslie, I've been meaning to warn you that we don't have an "elevator" tag. It would have been helpful in an emergency like this.

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  2. Cal, of all the mofus around here, you are the crazziest.

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  3. Leslie, are you out? Did you send that note on your phone? Good grief. High drama for the morning.

    Cal, you're like me. You save every piece of paper related to employment FOREVER!

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    1. Yes, I tapped away like a demon on my iPhone while trapped, read my favorite blog (Jezebel.com) and fired off emails to a few students who had left me questions. I sat on the DIRTY DIRTY floor and now the back of my skirt is a different color than the front. Oy vey.

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    2. I'm impressed you got wifi in the elevator!

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  4. I have had the opposite problem, security (and sometimes senior faculty members from other groups) telling me I can't stay late in my office. Yes, I do look young, but that's really not a good reason to a) ask me if I'm there with my dad, b) refuse to believe me until I pull out my faculty card and stuff it down your annoying throat.

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    1. There are times of the semester when I become reasonably familiar with the cleaning crew (which works in the late evening hours), but nobody has ever told me to go home. I think I did once run into a security guard checking on a visibly lit room in a dark building, but he didn't even ask to see my i.d.

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    1. Referring to the image, it's funny that it had to be pointed out that said faculty member had tenure when it would have been sufficient to just leave that out.

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    2. There was a real hierarchy attached to status there. Tenured folks had keys to offices and codes for buildings. Visitors had keys to offices. Adjuncts had neither, except when the buildings and cubicle farms were open during regular hours.

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  6. I hope you had something to read. My version of hell would be nothing to read and nowhere to pee.

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