god-fucking-damn
I was going to go on my final set of rounds a few minutes ago, but had to go back to the safety of the security desk. It wasn't that anything was on fire, or breaking, or an alarm acting all weird - it was the nauseating odor of the epoxy that their using in the basement of the building. I had to open both sets of double doors in the lobby just to air out the place so I don't lose even more brain cells than I already have over the years. The smell is so overwhelming, I almost got sick in the hallway. I just hope that the person relieving me this afternoon doesn't pass out - I sure as hell don't want to have to come back here to cover the rest of the shift...fuck that shit. I just want to go home and get changed so I can pick up Ria to hang out before I go back to work at 11 tonight.