I’m working alone right now. A drunk man from the office upstairs said he’s seen me skateboarding all the time in Worcester, and I looked interesting and he wanted to talk to me.
So, as he said, he went out and had some beers and came back to chat with me.
That was seriously so scary. I can’t even tell you. Because I’m alone in this building, except for some drunken stock broker looking for some tight ass at the internet company. I got Annie to call our 800 number a bunch of times, so I could say we were really busy and he had to leave. He said if it stopped being so busy, I could come up to his office.. and that he’d come by to say goodnight when he left.
I locked the door.
Now I will never feel safe working here alone.. actually I am probably going run as fast as I can out to my car, lock the doors, and drive home as fast as I can. I couldn’t fight that guy off..