Finding My Way Out
It wasn’t like it was my first day or anything; I should have known how to get out of the building. But there are so many elevators and I wasn’t thinking, so I absentmindedly took the one closest. I pressed 1 and soon found myself in a corridor that I had never seen before where all of the doors read, “emergency exit”. I began to walk, trying to look as confident and professional as possible, passing busy employees in finely pressed suits. Ahead of me was the security desk and two doorways out. I smiled at the security guard and made my way for the door straight ahead of me. When I pushed the door open, the alarm immediately sounded. In shock, I stood there for a moment, then closed the door and retreated back into the building. The alarm immediately stopped. When I turned around, the guard was pointing to the other set of doors with a grin on his face. I don’t know if my cheeks have ever been redder.
For a moment, I was so upset and realized that there was no way I could go back after that embarrassment (I’ve been known to be a bit dramatic). Then I began to laugh to myself. I’m sure I wasn’t the first, and I know I won’t be the last to get lost in the Department of Commerce. I’m an intern and so nervous about working there but I realized that I can’t sweat the small stuff. If getting lost is the worst thing that happens this semester, then i’ll consider myself lucky. Besides, at least I know which elevator to take now.
Nice post, Emily! Working on grant reports is great experience, and I’m sure you’ll learn a ton.
Sorry to hear about your stair adventure. I’ve been trapped in my share of stairwells, so I understand the feeling of panic.