this morning #1459.

this morning, the sounds outside of our office building built & built until they’d reached a level where the uproar could no longer be ignored. a core group of us huddled in the conference room to discuss just what to do. sheila tried calling security but nobody answered. not a positive development. now she’s describing our dilemma to a 911 operator. i peeked out through the blinds. there was quite a crowd down there. it looks like a lot of them have weapons. i fear that they’re going to make their way inside. if they do, we’re SO screwed. they’ll continue up to our floor & the glass doors at reception will be no match for their anger. no two ways about it. we’re in danger.