Tuesday, September 4, 2012

The DNC Chronicles Part 2


Started off to work today at the normal time and all was well until we got about two blocks away from work.  DETOUR!  Darn, we were so close!  So we decide to go the way we are told and turn around at a parking lot a few blocks away so we can be headed in the right direction.  The lot is full of the SWAT team, DETOUR!  Everywhere we go detour, detour, detour.  We finally get a block away from the lot but it's a one way street going away from the lot.  After a quick look around, no traffic, no police ( that's hard to believe) we make the decision to go for it, quickly!  Success!  I told my co-worker if I ever decide to rob a bank I want her to be my driver, LOL.

Entering the building I run into two of my employees, one with a big smile, the other with a sheepish grin on her face.  I say good morning and ask how they are.  It turns out the one with the grin forgot to put her badge around her neck so she got stopped by security and had to go through her purse until she found the badge.  The one with the big smile decided to play a joke so when asked by security if she could vouch for her co-worker she said no, she'd never seen her before! Luckily we all three have twisted senses of humor so we had a good laugh before starting work.  We also had a little surprise, tote bags with the company name and DNC 2012 printed on them ( I love gifts).

I did actually get some work done in between staring out the window at the buses, people, police on bikes, police on motorcycles, helicopters, security personnel, etc..


 
 
 
Against my better judgement, I decide to take a walk at lunch.  As soon as I step outside I see a group of co-workers and security personnel staring down the street.  Then a bunch of police cars, motorcycles, etc..with sirens blaring race past.  I ask everyone what is so interesting and two blocks away I see a large crowd and tons of law enforcement.  I find out later about 200 marchers tried to make their way up Stonewall Street and  a crowd of about 300 police officers surrounded them, completely blocking off the intersection of Stonewall and Caldwell streets. Protesters pitched a tent at the intersection.  They were protesting a variety of issues   After a nearly two hour standoff they were allowed to march past the convention center, with police escorts of course.
 
I continue my walk and it was surreal, it really is enough to make you paranoid, there was law enforcement everywhere.  Police, security personnel, FBI, sheriff, fire department, EMT"s etc.  I saw police cars and uniforms from Chicago, DC, Virginia, West Virginia and Pennsylvania to name a few.  A lot of the restaurants were closed except for the pricier ones like Ruth's Chris, McCormick and Schmidt's and Chima.  Very few of the reasonably priced ones were open but Subway and the pizza place in Latta Arcade.  We had already been told we may want to bring our lunch this week so I was prepared.  A lot of the streets are not only closed, but fenced off and forget about going into a bank.  No mail is being delivered downtown this week.
 
On the bright side, there are lots of vendors and volunteers to answer questions.  There are also a lot of friendly delegates from all over the United States.  How do I know this?  Because just about everyone you see is wearing some sort of identification around their neck, LOL.  Some of the highlights of my walk were the colorful Google building
 

 
  and the 1911 United bus ( I see you, Omega Psi Phi and Kappa Alpha Psi!)
 
 


 
So that's it for now, except for one last thing, earlier last week we were told to leave for work at least  one hour earlier to ensure we arrived  on time ( negative) and today we were told due to heavier traffic than expected that we should leave two hours earlier than usual ( double negative) I guess I'll be two hours late for work tomorrow.  I'll blame it on old age..............
 
 
 


Read more here: http://www.charlotteobserver.com/2012/09/04/3502701/hundreds-of-protesters-police.html#storylink=cpy








Sunday, September 2, 2012

The DNC Chronicles Part 1




So they announce the Democratic National Convention will be held in Charlotte, everyone is hype, the city is excited, it's the talk of the town.  Me?  I really didn't have much to say, didn't make me a difference one way or the other, didn't think it would affect my life at all.  I couldn't have been more wrong!  My work life if nothing else was about to undergo some renovations...

At first there were only subtle changes, waxed floors, cleaner building ( why they don't just do this for us I don't know) and then they replaced all of the blown out light bulbs.  So I suddenly went from working at a place I affectionately call the "domicile of the damned"  to Charlotte Douglas International Airport.  It's so freaking bright in here you would have no problem landing a plane inside.

Then I travel to another floor to get a snack.  I'm pass an office, then another office.....WAIT! There was only one office here, I'm sure of it.  Maybe I'm losing my mind so I back up and look again.  One office, two offices.. I've been working hard but didn't realize I was working that hard.  So I go to get confirmation from a co-worker.  " Is there a new office on the 3rd floor that wasn't there before?"  My co-worker replies in the affirmative, which eases my mind that the little bit of sanity and memory I have is still intact.

Days later we receive an email telling us that we need to get our photos on our work ID's updated.  Really? Seriously? I've been on this job 22 years, my badge works fine, why change it now?  So I pull it out of my purse to look at my picture and it's so worn you can't see the picture.  It looks like this........

 
 OK I admit I need another badge!  Downstairs I go to get a new ID.  I'm feeling nostalgic and I tell the security guard I'm going to miss the old one since I was only 26 years old when the photo was taken.  She asks me if I'd like my old badge back for old times sake.  I tell her no, my face looks the same, but if I could have the 26 year old body back I'd appreciate it, please and thank you!  Unfortunately she couldn't help me with that one.
 
Lately I have been hearing the sound of hammers and drills close by.  I look out of the window expecting it to be construction but no, the sounds are coming from inside the building.  Usually when I leave my office I go to the right and nothing has changed there so I venture to the left to see what is going on.  Lo and behold, a small colony of  cubicles has emerged from where none were previously located and I'm told that is where NPR will be located during the convention.  Oh goody, I'll now have tons of neighbors where previously I had worked in relative silence except for my small radio.  Thanks DNC!
 
Friday I decided I would go to lunch somewhere close by so I venture out to go the block and a half to one of my favorite restaurants.  I could not count the number of security personnel, black vehicles with tinted windows, and delivery trucks I saw in that short distance.  By now I'm feeling rather paranoid so I decide to get lunch to go and return to the familiarity of my office. When I repeat what I've seen to people they excitedly ask " Did you see any snipers?"  Uh no, I wasn't looking for any.  Isn't the point of being a sniper is to NOT be seen? 
 
All of this excitement and the convention hasn't even started yet.  I'm really getting too old for this.......
 
 
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