The Great Escape
It's around 11:30 at night and it's time to flee work. This is my escape route.
This is the ride down in the elevator. It looks like I'm in a mine shaft. That's also how it feels. Not just the elevator, but being at work.
This corridor used to be across the front of the hospital, with the parking lot just outside the doors to the right. Now, the parking lot is gone and it's a massive construction site. The doors are bolted shut.
This is the main lobby where people check in for urgent care. The outpatient pharmacy is to the right. There are lots of chairs so that people can be comfortable as they wait forever for their prescriptions.
This the next corridor I come to. There are two security cameras here.
This is the last corridor. It also has two security cameras.
I'm free. The parking structure is the building to the left. The construction site is on the other side of the wall. Home is 22 miles and twenty minutes away.
Written by Melissa on 11:38 AM
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I'm just cracking up thinking of the security cameras watching you take pictures.
Brandy, if I'm in the mood, I also waive at each camera as I go by. I just wish I knew if there were any hidden cameras.
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Hi Melissa! I can't imagine how this seemingly benign posting attracted so many wierd comments. I read some before you deleted them and I don't feel like such a nut case now, dont these people know there is medication out there that can help them?...I mean so what if my sock and underwear drawers are all in nice neat rows arranged by color and the suits and dresses and the casual wear each have separate closets in sections from light to dark, and my spice cabinet is alphabetized. It just makes me more efficient! OK sometimes the medication doesn't work all that well. Oh yeah and there are definently hidden cameras, weren't they in the TV sets in the patient rooms? You know if they have them there they have them somewhere in the lunchroom and God knows where else! (Note to self, no more partying in the hospital bathrooms.)
Back to the subject, it looks like you have to walk about 22 miles to actually get to your car in the dark, do they provide you a security escort at night?
I allowed anonymous comments for a few hours and I got spammed. How did all of those weird people find me?
Do you know of any med I could take that would make me more compulsive? My house is such a mess. It must drive you crazy to come over here.
It was another local hospital that had the camera hidden in the clock. But I still worry. My unit was closed for two and a half weeks last year and God only knows what they did while we were gone. But why should I worry? It's not like I ever actually do anything wrong.
It is a long walk, but I think that you're walk at Cedars won the prize. There is no real security on the way to my car, but with the expression on my face after work, I don't think that anyone would bother me.
Wow...that hospital looks very 'posh' :o)
It's not posh at all, Gemmak. It's a dump. It's just photogenic.
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