Feb 19, 2006 18:54
So during my first round at work today the alarms went off, and the panel said something about a fire. The plant wasn't actually on fire, but I can't actually say anything more. Needless to say, I was scared shitless. Despite that, I did what I needed to do, which was call the Fire Department and then get the fuck out.
I spent the next couple of hours directing people towards where they needed to, corresponding with my boss, freezing my hands off, and running back and forth across the client's lot. I had to leave early, because apparently all the stress and adrenaline got to me quite quickly. I'm mostly calmed down now. My boss will likely be calling me later to discuss what we're putting on the incident report.