If you go to a catholic school, you can be an atheist or you can be a space case
But it isn't recommended to be both.
Today is good friday, a fact I didn't know til someone mentioned it yesterday. I then promptly forgot, as I ceased even celebrating Easter sunday when I was a small child. Even then, as I was raised by a neopagan/christian spiritualist and a...(i actually have no idea what to call my dad. I think "spiritualist with a slight jesus bent" works)..a whatever, Easter was always a spring celebration rather than anything related to the whole...jesus thing.
So naturally, I forgot that today was good friday when I woke to go to my on-campus job. And forgot that the university is closed today. Which would have been well and good, had I been observant enough to notice the sign posted at work that said "In observance of Good Friday, the Registrar's Office will be closed Friday, April 10th".
But oh no. I put in my door code, walked back to my desk (at least noting that the entire place was completely empty, but this isn't a completely unheard of event, so it didn't click). I sat down at my computer and logged in.
Pretty sure it took a good 5 or 10 minutes before I remembered that it was a holiday and I shouldn't be there. So, cursing quite a bit, I got up and started walking to the front door, to check and see if there was a sign.
...which set off the alarm. When you enter your door code, it gives you a window of time to input the code into the wall alarm, which I instead used to get out of the hallway's motion sensors. Or something. Anyway, on the way in I didn't set it off. But on the way out? Oh yes. Alarms went off.
So now I was standing in the hallway, nursing a minor panic attack with alarms blaring in my ears. I honestly had a (rather comical, I'll admit) little bit of an indecisive and rather physical freakout, complete with flailing arms and a lot of darted glances between the door and my desk. Managing to keep myself from fleeing the building (which was my first impulse), I dashed back to my desk, logged off my computer and gathered my stuff, and then (for some reason), ran out the back door. I was kind of afraid that the front door wouldn't open, and I would burst into tears and have to wait for scowling Public Safety men to come and lock me up. However, as I ran out the back door, I realized that it was possibly also alarmed, and might set off another horrible blaring speaker.
Fortunately it didn't, for which (despite the questions it raises about the security of the Registrar's office) I was extremely grateful.
Anyway, I managed to get out with all of my stuff just in time for two extremely nice campus safety guys to tease me about coming into work when I didn't need to. Trusting them to deal with the alarm, I fled to starbucks, got a coffee, and am not back home and in pajamas, as god apparently wants me.
Well, actually, he'd probably rather I believed in him. But I'm fine with my outcome. I am quite fond of these pj's.
Today is good friday, a fact I didn't know til someone mentioned it yesterday. I then promptly forgot, as I ceased even celebrating Easter sunday when I was a small child. Even then, as I was raised by a neopagan/christian spiritualist and a...(i actually have no idea what to call my dad. I think "spiritualist with a slight jesus bent" works)..a whatever, Easter was always a spring celebration rather than anything related to the whole...jesus thing.
So naturally, I forgot that today was good friday when I woke to go to my on-campus job. And forgot that the university is closed today. Which would have been well and good, had I been observant enough to notice the sign posted at work that said "In observance of Good Friday, the Registrar's Office will be closed Friday, April 10th".
But oh no. I put in my door code, walked back to my desk (at least noting that the entire place was completely empty, but this isn't a completely unheard of event, so it didn't click). I sat down at my computer and logged in.
Pretty sure it took a good 5 or 10 minutes before I remembered that it was a holiday and I shouldn't be there. So, cursing quite a bit, I got up and started walking to the front door, to check and see if there was a sign.
...which set off the alarm. When you enter your door code, it gives you a window of time to input the code into the wall alarm, which I instead used to get out of the hallway's motion sensors. Or something. Anyway, on the way in I didn't set it off. But on the way out? Oh yes. Alarms went off.
So now I was standing in the hallway, nursing a minor panic attack with alarms blaring in my ears. I honestly had a (rather comical, I'll admit) little bit of an indecisive and rather physical freakout, complete with flailing arms and a lot of darted glances between the door and my desk. Managing to keep myself from fleeing the building (which was my first impulse), I dashed back to my desk, logged off my computer and gathered my stuff, and then (for some reason), ran out the back door. I was kind of afraid that the front door wouldn't open, and I would burst into tears and have to wait for scowling Public Safety men to come and lock me up. However, as I ran out the back door, I realized that it was possibly also alarmed, and might set off another horrible blaring speaker.
Fortunately it didn't, for which (despite the questions it raises about the security of the Registrar's office) I was extremely grateful.
Anyway, I managed to get out with all of my stuff just in time for two extremely nice campus safety guys to tease me about coming into work when I didn't need to. Trusting them to deal with the alarm, I fled to starbucks, got a coffee, and am not back home and in pajamas, as god apparently wants me.
Well, actually, he'd probably rather I believed in him. But I'm fine with my outcome. I am quite fond of these pj's.