Horror at the Office
Horror at the Office
The worst day of my life began as a tiny tremble. A whisper of impending doom. The ancient window in the glass above me quivered in its casing. I looked up just in time to see the crack spider across the glass. Suddenly, the floor beneath my feet disappeared and I was tumbling through space, boxes of files bouncing against me. It seemed like I tumbled forever, then, darkness. There was total darkness. Total quiet. Apparently, the entire world had collapsed around me. I struggled for air, the dust of old plaster sucking into my lungs with every breath. I struggled once to move, but things shifted around me, and I could sense the rubble closing in on me. Then I just lay still, focusing on each breath and trying to ignore the pain shooting up my right leg and into my back. I laid there for an eternity. My mouth was dry and parched. I really needed to pee. I dozed, I guess. Finally, I just let my bladder go. Not like it really mattered anyway. My head was throbbing, and I finally dozed off again, in spite of my best efforts to stay awake. Though I did not realize it, a drama was unfolding in the world that still existed outside of my own little world.
Deb had shown herself as a true hero. She had been in her office working on an estate, when dust had drifted onto her desk. She looked up and saw a crack forming in the ceiling. She ran down the office, screaming at the top of her lungs for everyone to get out. With Jim at court, and Dan over at the Recorder's Office, she only had to get Randy, Lisa and Edna out. She started to yell up the stairs, but remembered that Carla was at Court in Warren County, Brad was on a fishing trip and Lois had taken the day off for a doctor's appointment. Deb got everyone out, Edna being the last to actually leave the building. She had been yelling downstairs for me when the building began to collapse, and Deb had pulled her to safety. She knew I was looking for a file, and was sure I was in the basement when the building collapsed. They told me later that she was nearly inconsolable, blaming herself for me getting the file. Lisa went catatonic, unable to resond to anyone. Deb was the one who took control and kept control. She was the one who directed the emergency workers to look for me, and explained the layout of the building so they could begin the search and rescue effort. She was also the one who demanded that they bring in dogs. And she was the one who stayed until the dogs found me, buried in the rubble, in the wee hours of the night.
The worst day of my life began as a tiny tremble. A whisper of impending doom. The ancient window in the glass above me quivered in its casing. I looked up just in time to see the crack spider across the glass. Suddenly, the floor beneath my feet disappeared and I was tumbling through space, boxes of files bouncing against me. It seemed like I tumbled forever, then, darkness. There was total darkness. Total quiet. Apparently, the entire world had collapsed around me. I struggled for air, the dust of old plaster sucking into my lungs with every breath. I struggled once to move, but things shifted around me, and I could sense the rubble closing in on me. Then I just lay still, focusing on each breath and trying to ignore the pain shooting up my right leg and into my back. I laid there for an eternity. My mouth was dry and parched. I really needed to pee. I dozed, I guess. Finally, I just let my bladder go. Not like it really mattered anyway. My head was throbbing, and I finally dozed off again, in spite of my best efforts to stay awake. Though I did not realize it, a drama was unfolding in the world that still existed outside of my own little world.
Deb had shown herself as a true hero. She had been in her office working on an estate, when dust had drifted onto her desk. She looked up and saw a crack forming in the ceiling. She ran down the office, screaming at the top of her lungs for everyone to get out. With Jim at court, and Dan over at the Recorder's Office, she only had to get Randy, Lisa and Edna out. She started to yell up the stairs, but remembered that Carla was at Court in Warren County, Brad was on a fishing trip and Lois had taken the day off for a doctor's appointment. Deb got everyone out, Edna being the last to actually leave the building. She had been yelling downstairs for me when the building began to collapse, and Deb had pulled her to safety. She knew I was looking for a file, and was sure I was in the basement when the building collapsed. They told me later that she was nearly inconsolable, blaming herself for me getting the file. Lisa went catatonic, unable to resond to anyone. Deb was the one who took control and kept control. She was the one who directed the emergency workers to look for me, and explained the layout of the building so they could begin the search and rescue effort. She was also the one who demanded that they bring in dogs. And she was the one who stayed until the dogs found me, buried in the rubble, in the wee hours of the night.