September 19, 2004
Perhaps if I gave you a glimpse of what my morning was like today, you would get some idea what working in NYC is like these days.
In order to enter my place of work I maneuvered the security barricade, or the large potted planters just outside the building entrance, to show my magnetized encrypted ID card to the security agent standing right in front of the revolving doors.
Once inside, I place my card on an electronic access device located at the Fire Command Station, that registers my time of arrival on the premises. The Fire Command Station is where we can find a myriad of equipment and devices to handle any possible emergency except that of a direct hit from a nuclear device.
My ID card is both my access key to get in to my department and the means by which security knows where I am at all times. While on the premises, I'm required to keep my ID card visible on my body at all times. Failure to do so could result in a reprimand or termination.
Needing to visit the ladies room before I started my project, I brought my ID card with me and swiped it at the door. Afterwards, I went downstairs to our Cafeteria to get something to eat. There too I have to swipe my ID in order to enter. I decided against going around the corner to Starbucks and the deli, because that would require me to pull out my ID card 4 more times instead of the single time at the cafeteria, just to get my lunch. I forgot to mention, that in order to leave the floor and reach the elevator banks, these same doors must be opened electronically by way of a release button.
Finally getting to my desk, I log on to my computer with a series of pass codes that will enable me first to access the computer, then my applications and finally give me access to the network. These passwords require they be changed 6 times per year. Today was one of those times for me, so I spent 15 minutes trying to meet the 7 set of parameters required to set up a new password.
BTW, that ID card I have to carry, it's my understanding that its fire proof up to 1,000 degrees. So even if they don't find my body, they'll hopefully be able to know I was in the building in the event of any attack. Now if youÂ’ll excuse me, I have to get to work.
Please understand, I'm not complaining. It just at times it can be a little frustrating. The only part I absolutely hat is escorting my male guests to the bathroom and waiting outside for them to finish. Uhhhh! I stand there saying to myself, PLEASE just don't shake my hand goodbye afterwards if I don't hear the water running!
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