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.
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.
Cal says: "You wouldn't have to take any guff, Les, if you had one of these:"
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That's what she said.