We had a fire alarm at my work the other day. It was pretty much how these things usually go. The alarm starts sounding, everyone waits for 5 rings to see if it will stop or not. Then they turn off their machines, drop off their bags, grab a coat or whatever. Commence egress by descending internal stairs. Alarm stops, so does traffic flow. Presumably we were waiting for the other plane to crash into the building. Recommence exit, gather outside, watch the 3 or so appliances. OK that bit was entertaining. I had to pressing questions, why appliances? And did any of the firemen have moustaches? I don't know about the former, but yes to the latter. Stand around and then drift back in before given the official nod, noting that cars still are entering the car park. Pause in a moment of thanks giving that the council fleet & bookbus did not explode. Wait for the lift, finally reaching desk and a good afternoon whinge about how people don't know what they are doing in these alarm practices.
Heaven help us if we ever have a real fire.
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