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My Wose NightMare.....

It all began so innocently that night.  It was a regular saturday night at work.  Things were slow for the weekend, which is one reason I like the weekends (but due to my life I would rather be home with my husband). It was a good night and the night staff was in a decent mood. They are on for twelve hours and I was half way through my eight-hour shift.
As time got closer for me to clock out for the night the jokes and comments about staying the night with them to work increased. I always tell them that "like you but love honey at home." And the usual remark about "I'm not that dedicated to my job".
As I waited for those last thirty minutes to tick on by one of the nurses, Amanda and I were sitting at the desk talking about work  and my hours.  If there was some way that I could have two days off in a row every week, and even better the weekends to be home with my Steve I would do it in a heart beat. But due to my schedule and his day shift hours that is a wish that won't happen at this time.
"You need to stay and work with us, Noriesse"  Amanda said.
"Yeah thats a good one, you wish, Amanda." I laughed back at her. "But really, I am only dedicated to my husband, work, while I'm here y'all get a thousand percent of me, but My off time don't call me and I won't call you. "
"You mean you would never come in early? Or work and extra day?" she said.
"Nope, girlfriend no way at all. My worse nightmare is my being stuck unable to leave this place when I have clocked out and headed home.  Ain't no way , like a dog I would chew my way out of here."
Well can we say duh huh....If I had only know how true those words would ring. My friends always tell me never, ever refer to anything in the never way....But do I ever listen (okay Cindy,one never cake comin' right up)!  Cause NEVER always come back to bite you in the butt (and my butt is big enuff to feed a town!)
Well 11:30pm finally rolled around and being the most wonderful person that I am I wished everyone a goodnight, and nener ,nener,naw ,naw... I get to go home.  I got my things headed for the locker room, put up my work stuff and then went down to the first floor to clock out. I took the long quiet walk through the halls to Cancer Treatment Center parking garage where I park.  I have to scan my badge in order to get out the door.  Not ever (heres that "Never" word again) had a problem getting out since I started parking there after my parking ticket.
Well wouldn't you know it.. the scanner blinked red to green to red again.  And it kept blinking. I reached for the door handle and pulled to open it. Nothing happen. I tried again with the same result. After about a dozen tries I realized that something ain't right. I had a thought OH NO,  I am trapped in the hospital after my shift and I can't get out..EVER!!!
I stood there grumbling and thought for a minute. Okay I will just walk all the way back to security and get them to help. Well that a LONG walk. As I started to leave I heard a door opening and I ran back yelling "Please hold the door open for me! I will be right there!"  Well guess what it was the wrong door, it was the elevator in the area that someone was coming out.  Luckily for me she knew the telephone number to security and instead of walking I called them. (Mounties to the rescue????)
I gave the security person all the info he needed to know was told that someone would be there shortly. (another one of my words coming back to haunt me, I tell the patients all the time someone would be there to help them SHORTLY.) SO I waited and I waited.
Waiting for someone to come and help you when you have had a long week , you are tired, and off the clock  is really forever. After a few minutes, bored I text Steve to tell him about what is happening (this is our way of having a life together texting!)
The text goes as follows:
My worse nightmare has finally happen I am trapped in the hospital and can't get out to the car. waiting on security to come and open the door.
Steves text to me :
Hahaha! Fullmoon tonight almost. Crazy things happen in the hospital then.
After another ten minute I go back to see if anyone is coming down the long quiet hallway. I see a security guard heading in the opposite direction from where I was. I start running towards him calling him. He turned around and came down to see what was wrong. I explained the situation to him and he told me he was just going to clock in but he would take a minute to open the door. (Never, I repeat, Never need anything in the hospital at change of shift. I won't happen.)
I scanned my badge to show him what was going on. Then he scanned his badge (which his badge lets him into every conceivable place in the hospital) and it did the same thing my badge did.  He states I will go and get the key to open the door after I clock in. (DUH HUH.. I should have known better than that to believe him). So he disappears and I wait again....
Again bored I text my husband.
Security came.Couldn't open door with his badge. He had to go and get a key. waiting here, wanting to GO HOME. I DON'T LOVE MY JOB THAT MUCH.
He Texts back:
You are secure and safe.NO hurry no worry.
Well that wasn't right. Bored I decided to share my "joke" with Amanda. Can we say GREAT idea.  After a few texts back and forth, Amanda calls me and tells me the secret passage way out of my nightmare.
"Just got to the stairwell with the yellow/black strip bar in front of it and go out the door. Go all the way down to the bottom and go out the exit." she said.
"Thanks for the info, you know I'm rather lost around here since I hardly ever leave the desk." I said.
So out the door and down and around and down I go. Finally after many flights I come to the ground floor and find the door. I step out and what seemed in my mind 6 millions miles away was the parking garage and on the third level I could see my car.
As I dragged myself to the lot and then walked up all the levels to my car, I was finally so glad to be out of my worse nightmare. I actually hugged my car before I got in it to go home.