ME!
Remember this?
Well, yesterday I noticed a flyer downstairs warning everyone in the building that there would be a fire drill sometime between 9-12pm today. Like, aren’t fire drills supposed to be at random? Anyways, this morning two men came up to also verbally warn us that there would be a fire drill between 9-12pm.
Then one goes: MARY CLARE, WHERE IS MARY CLARE?
Obviously I knew what was coming. He told me I was the new fire marshal of the 6th floor! I am so honored. I am in charge of wrangling the crew (checking the bathrooms), calling the front desk from the red phone next to the elevator, and then leading us down the staircase that’s fire proof and detatched from the building. COOL?! Cool. I asked if I could have some sort of badge or something, but there was just silence.
