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Walked into work today, two secretaries are holding a package and looking very concerned. Want us to take said package to the police.

Because they say it's from an old and very irate person whom they beat in court and it's suspiciously heavy.

So. First we locked the package up. Now everyone is discussing whether or not to call the police. Apparently lawyers have to discucss they these things at great length, and we can't do anything w/out their approval.

More as the idiocy unfolds (and I'd be worried, but we really think its just a bunch of stupid papers and that the secretaries need to watch fewer late night cop shows).

Muffin!

Date: 2004-10-01 08:22 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] starparty.livejournal.com
If you go all 'splody can I have the black an purple jacket? It's nice and warm.



What? It was cold this morning...

Hey!

Date: 2004-10-01 08:25 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] maderr.livejournal.com


MY JACKET!

*tries not to laugh while the police are in the building*

Re: Hey!

Date: 2004-10-01 08:52 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] starparty.livejournal.com
Serves you right for leaving it in a vvery cold car next to a very cold driver in short sleeves.

the receptionist said it was a nice jacket..

Date: 2004-10-01 08:24 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kiyoshi-chan.livejournal.com
Mmm, paranoia for breakfast/brunch.

(Try not to kill people. It doesn't look good on your resume. :P)

Date: 2004-10-01 08:30 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mailechan.livejournal.com
We have an x-ray machine in our mailroom.

I have a fun story about something like this, if you want to hear it.

Date: 2004-10-01 08:41 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] starparty.livejournal.com
Ooo! Oooh! I wanna hear!! The only fun I've had in my mailroom is a package that broke in transport and showed up empty...

Date: 2004-10-01 09:25 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] maderr.livejournal.com


story time!

Date: 2004-10-01 10:02 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mailechan.livejournal.com
I used to work in a five-story building in a law office as their receptionist. The whole fourth floor was a branch of the Maryland courts, in particular, their parole office. They, too have X-ray machines to scan mail that comes in.

One afternoon, a State Trooper comes into our office and says (very discreetly) that we have to leave the building immediately. When asked why, he said that a "suspicious package" was delivered to the fourth floor.

So we went to all the offices and made sure everyone left. Outside were four police cars. It was about 4:30 when they evacuated the building, and around 4:40, the bomb squad van and the HAZMAT truck show up, along with a fire truck.

So now people were worried. Since it was almost time to go home, a lot of people wanted to leave. Some people, however, had left all their things, (keys, metro cards, wallets, etc.) in the building, but the police refused to let anyone back in. They didn't even allow people to get their cars out of the underground garage. Some people called their homes and got picked up, and others who were lucky enough to have brought their things, left. I, however, was morbidly curious, and hung around. I was able to find out later what happened.

It turns out that the fourth floor received a box in the mail with no return address, and it was addressed to someone who no longer worked there. When they ran it through the x-ray machine, they detected a strangely-shaped metal tin that they couldn't see into. They called a supervisor, they looked at it, and still couldn't tell. They called the police, they looked at it, and still couldn't tell. They called the bomb squad, THEY looked and couldn't tell. So they decided to be safe and set it off with a jet of water from the fire hose.

Turns out it was a car-shaped tin of peanut butter cookies.

Date: 2004-10-03 11:18 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] maderr.livejournal.com

That is a beautiful story. Ah, people do amuze me so.

Date: 2004-10-01 09:29 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] abiona-sashenka.livejournal.com
Oh, that's just sad... of course, I did call DPS one night to pick up a backpack left in the girl's bathroom in the HUB, so... heh. Paranoia is your friend... yeeeesssss...

Date: 2004-10-01 09:36 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] maderr.livejournal.com

It's great. there were 4-5 cops, bomb dogs, all the suits you could want...and it wound up being full of paper.

Date: 2004-10-03 06:35 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mashoogina.livejournal.com
oh wait, I just had this experience too. Some guy just left his bag on top of a trashcan outside the Philadelphia airport and my dad told the trooper. Then we went inside.

Of course, then a car load of Arabs pulled up and I was like, "This car is going to blow, isn't it?"

Yes, I am a Middle Eastern Studies major.

Date: 2004-10-08 09:53 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] abiona-sashenka.livejournal.com
That... is hysterical. Too bad there isn't any official record of the bosses' faces when the cops were like, uh, it's paper.

Date: 2004-10-01 07:36 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] nepenth.livejournal.com
... there is something to be said about paranoia. but none of it is usually nice ^___^;; though i do know of a quote....

"Paranoia will get you through times of no enemies better than enemies will get you through times of no paranoia" - Pete Granger

Date: 2004-10-03 06:32 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mashoogina.livejournal.com
Maybe they should've had the police come to said package, and you should have left it out in the parking lot or something instead of them standing there contemplating it and their assholes. Of course, I really like the plan of you taking it to the police station--what a good idea! So you can be blown sky high and not them?

You work with morons!

Date: 2004-10-11 06:12 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] indigoraven.livejournal.com
So there I am working in the hospital.. and next thing I know, they're evacuating the Family Care Center, which is an adjoining building to the old Hospital building. Then they've got people everywhere from the third floor down pushed back (That's as much of the building that connects to the new building.) And of course the rumor mill was rampant... but..

It was all because some guy left his briefcase on the Quarterdeck when they wheeled his wife up to have her baby....

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