The federal building bomb scare
The other night, 'a friend', who works at a local federal building related this story:
Everything was going as usual, though they did have a few disruptive meetings to attend. Anyway, eveyone is working in their cubes when the supervisor starts walking a round telling everyone to go outside. There was no alarm, so it wasn't the usual drill, but government buildings are known targets for terrorists, and historically right wing extremists. Well, they have learned to take these things fairly seriously.
My friend, who's familiar with the deal, said she made sure she had her security pass, car keys, driver's license, and credit cards, before she exited the building. When they, as my friend likes to phrase it, "moo'd" their way outside, she noticed they really weren't far enough from the building for safety's sake, if it were indeed a bomb, and they were not even in their fire drill designated area. She brought that to people's attention, so they proceeded to 'moo' their way across the parking lot further from the building.
It was also a very cold night, and most people hadn't brought jackets. Again, good thinking on her part, she suggested going yak style. Gather up close, and those with the warmest clothing designated to the outside to act as wind breaks. Well the even lasted somewhere in the neighborhood of a half hour before they were moo'd back through the only security check point. One guy checks all two hundred employees security passes; those that remembered to take them outside with them,anyway.
It is about this time that word comes down that this had been actual bomb scare. Someone had found a box that no one could account for, labeled in marker: B-O-M-B. Well, when whoever responded were to the call finally opened up the box and found jars of handcreme.
B-A-L-M not B-O-M-B. That's the problem with America's low literacy rate. It costs people money, and potentially endangers people. So, after the cute story, just pretend I give huge rant here on our education system with sources cited.
Done? Good. You probably wouldn't have read the boring statistics anyway on a Saturday morning.
Well off to do the aluminum recycling. Turns out the only day the place is closed is Fridays. But, it's the only part of my recycling that pays a pittance. All the rest of my recycling efforts, except newspapers, are just that, my efforts. There is no county pick-up, no deposit on bottles, etc. And, I wind up sorting all this crap and going to three different places to get rid of it. For Free.
But, let me thank the DeKalb Farmer's Market for providing a fairly comprehensive recycling center, and Publix food stores for taking plastic bags and Styrofoam egg containers and the like.