Ok..so this day was average when it started. Had a long BS meeting from 2:00pm-4:00pm. Ok, thats fine. Go to the meeting, leaving my keys at my desk. Next thing I know someone says \”there’s a bomb in the building\”. Ok, fuck. Go outside, figuring the bomb squad will show up soon. That was 3pm. Bomb squad shows up around 5:00-5:30pm. Ok, so you’re a little slow. Thats fine I guess. I just hope you’re competent.Around 6:00-6:15, someone says \”hey, i left my ping pong timer in the break room, wonder if thats what it is…\”Few minutes later, he heads up to go talk to the security people. Ten minutes later, we get the all clear.A ping pong timer. A fucking ping pong timer. Nothing fancy, nothing too complicated, just a fucking ping pong timer. Ok, granted, it looked more like the timer and keypad off of a microwave. Thats fine, it wasnt big. Not much bigger than the average tissue box. HOW THE FUCK DID THE BOMB SQUAD NOT FIGURE THIS OUT? From what I understand, it was OFF!Yes, I saw the gadget. Who told me it was off? The guy who owned it.Idiots.
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