The Tab

So I get called into work due to a power outage last night. By the time I get here shits gone all sorts of wrong. Nothing to do but sit and wait for the power now.

As I sit here in this large dark building, with just the faintest lighting that gives everything an ominous look, I realize I gotta take a wicked piss.  Only lighting I have is my cell. Backlight gets turn up to its brightest setting as I walk in the dark room. Set the phone face up on the stall as I start my business.

While taking what begins to feel like the longest piss of my life, my zombie paranoia sets in. Comic relief guy goes off solo to do his thing, finds himself in a completely dark room save for the backlight of his phone. Next thing you know a zombie bursts through the stall and I’ve just become a human snack pack.

Come back to the only person who would go before me (duh black d00d), and share my lil bathroom excursion. We share some lols but my paranoia has yet to settle. The movie kick is still rolling.

We have just enough lighting to only see the outline of each other, but you can still feel the lights fading as the backup batteries are drained. The eerie background noises of fellow zombie victims walking the floor, sounds of metal rolling around, various other ominous sounds that set you on high alert.  The worst part is all these sounds are faint, barely passable as noise. Its that soft background sounds that set you on edge just before shit hits the fan.

As we discuss this our maintenance man says he can make it better by getting a wireless saw. Blackman responds with “aw hell naw, then I’m definitely gone”. I retort with “and I personally want him to last as long as he can. Once the black man goes, I’m next on the food chain”

To make it even better we have one our guys here walking around the site.  He has a distinct characteristic about him that if glanced at you quickly follow with a double take to see this man hobbling toward you with a slight limp. My mind quickly reacts with the z fear, as his outline stalks closer.

We sit around having lols trying to suppress this overacting imagination of mine as the juice from our backup batteries feeding the already dim light is fully drained. We decide to walk towards our SA area in hopes there is some lighting there.  Flashlight on and legs marching wearily forward, we pass the entrance of the datacenter… with another of our guys lounging in a chair, legs propped up on the hand rail.

My mind flashes with many different scenes that could be placed here, mostly involving body parts thrown around, hanging from various locations.  Blood all over the wall. As reality sinks back in, I join my fellow co-worker in the dark.

There are loud bangs and thunderous roars, again my cinematic imagination kicks in.  Super zombies!  Lights come on, I turn to see the floor swarming with the decaying carcasses of those who were stuck in the warehouse death trap. Images fade to an empty floor. We go to the datacenter to start powering up servers.  Another roar is sounded as power fails us, teasing us.

So many more scenes run through my head.  Maybe zombies flood the server room since our door is wide open.  Or a suspenseful scene of a body getting thrown around in a bloody mess in front of the huge data center window, just before the power goes again.  I’m filled with ideas as we walk out to the floor.

Back to where we were, only the emergency light batteries managed to charge enough to bring back our depressing and ominous scene. My mental masterpiece has reached its climax.  The scenes come flooding with possible exit strategies as well as the horrific onslaught of living dead, but alas short lived as power is restored and the work begins. Reality is back and my imagination numbed by the task at hand.  I should go to Hollywood and drop this computer stuff =P