And no, not the funny kind of "trapped" where someone has a cat sitting on their lap and purring.
I am stuck in my office because there is an Incident outside
"(My town's) Police Department is responding to the Area of (2 streets right next to my building) . There has been a report of a distraught male on foot who may be under the influence of medication and carrying a firearm. Everyone is asked to remain in their secured/locked office, classroom or living space until notified that all is clear. Report anything unusual to 911 or the campus Police"
Yup. My (older, male) MD/Ph.D colleague just ran to lock all the exterior doors. I'm sitting in my locked office.
I admit I am *slightly* concerned though not really scared - it would be very unlikely our building would be invaded and my office door is locked. BUT I don't know when I can leave! I am waiting for an all clear. I don't like this, not one bit. I was going to run to the store for a couple ingredients to make dinner; I guess instead I hope that cabbage holds over another day and I just heat up the leftover potato soup I have when I eventually get home.
But I am concerned, as there have been past standoffs in my region of the country that lasted multiple hours and I really do NOT want to have to spend part of the night sleeping on my office floor.
I mean yes: I am trying to be emotionally unselfish and say "I hope the man gets the help he needs and everything resolves peacefully" but I am also selfishly hoping that peaceful resolution happens quickly.
I can't even call my mom for a little comfort because my cell phone is low on charge and I feel like I need to save that JUST IN CASE something really bad happens. I might try texting the administrative assistant for the department; her son is a deputy with the sheriff, maybe she knows something. I guess texts don't take a lot of battery life
(Update: she tells me "they don't know where he is" which is really really bad. I thought they were negotiating with him already. Well, maybe I sleep on my office floor tonight and just cancel tomorrow's classes if I don't get home)
I hate this. This is also like the whole pandemic in another way: I don't know what to do. I have almost no information. I feel very alone in this. I don't know when it will be safe to go out. Heck, I don't even know if they'll bother to inform us when the all clear comes! They might just forget us and I wake up tomorrow morning on my office floor, covered in dust and bits of paper, in the same dress I wore today, unfed, unmedicated, and unhappy
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