Although the ‘locked in’ bit didn’t happen to me but I still had to deal with the aftermath.
Being a key holder at my evening job, and the last to leave the premises, means it’s my responsibility to make sure that the building is locked up in the evenings and all security measures are in place. This evening the boss and another guy were both working late in the boss’s upstairs office and five minutes before I was due to leave I went to give them a gentle reminder; they soon packed up and went downstairs and a few minutes later I saw the boss’s car leaving the car park. With his office locked up I went through the building turning off all the lights then set the alarm and locked the front door on my way out – only to see the other guy’s car still in the car park.
At first I thought that for some reason he’d gone with the boss in his car but then the alarm went off – somehow he was locked in the building. I unlocked the door again and there he was; it seemed he’d gone to the loo on his way out without informing me, was in there longer than he meant to be, and with his own office light out and no noise from anywhere I’d assumed he’d gone out and I’d locked the door accordingly – and his walking through the building had activated the alarm. Unfortunately for me though, it isn’t simply a matter of inputting my code number and stopping the alarm, I have a whole load of rigmarole to go through when it’s been activated.
The premises are monitored by a security company who will alert the police if the alarm goes off – if the police attend and it turns out to be a false alarm the company get charged, so to stop that happening I have to ring the security company, give them a password and tell them what’s happened so they don’t take any further action. Then I have to ring the firm who installed the alarm system to get an alarm reset, which involves me standing in front of the panel while I’m on the phone and putting in various numbers as instructed. On the odd occasion when the alarm has gone off before it’s been a reasonably straightforward process but this evening it wasn’t.
For some strange reason the guy at the security company said that neither of my passwords were recognised, which was odd as I’d used both of them before with no problem – and without the right password he couldn’t not take action, though he gave me a few minutes grace to see if I could find an alternative. I ended up phoning the boss’s pa – who was in the middle of a keep fit class! – and getting an old emergency password which fortunately worked when I rang the security company back. With no action taken on the alarm I was able to get a reset from the installation firm and eventually, half an hour later than usual, I finally left the premises and came home. And all that because someone went to the loo without telling me!
Things are finally, at long last, looking up where Michael’s broken ankle is concerned. After having the plaster cast taken off in February he went to see the specialist almost three weeks ago and was told that the ankle had healed well enough for him to go back to work whenever he felt ready. The specialist also said that if the powers-that-be at his workplace were in any doubt he would be quite happy to write a letter confirming that fact. Of course nothing is ever simple is it, and when Michael contacted his works HR department they said they wanted him to go to an independent doctor arranged by them, so he duly went a few days later and this particular guy said he would recommend that Michael doesn’t go back to work until the end of this month.
Meanwhile the HR department contacted the specialist who did the operation and he confirmed what he’d told Michael, then last Saturday Michael got a letter from work asking him to go in for a meeting today and including a copy of the sick note from the specialist, which runs up to the 25th of this month and recommends a phased return to work. At the meeting today it was arranged that when he starts back it will be on days for four hours each time, gradually working up over a period of six weeks to a full shift. Although no definite return date has been set yet he’s confident that it will be on or soon after the 25th – and though he feels a bit apprehensive because he’s been away from work for so long he’s quite looking forward to going back again. And quite coincidentally, the 25th of the month will be exactly ten months since he first broke his ankle on June 25th last year!