My new job duty

A few weeks ago, the department secretary came up to me to ask if I would be back up floor coordinator. In her absence, all I would have to do is during fire drills, close office doors in our little area of the floor and take a headcount outside. I pondered for a bit. It seems easy but I know that in the case of a real fire, I will not care if office doors are open and in fact, I'm pretty sure that I would push people down on my way out (a la George Costanza in the video clip below). If they still wanted me knowing that, then sure, I would do it.

Yesterday I received an email from the organizer of the 6th floor coordinators with an updated list of who is responsible for whom and also what rooms need to be checked such as conference rooms and bathrooms. While just glancing over my section, I noticed something interesting at the bottom...I am in charge of the one seater handicapped bathroom and best of all...THE MENS RESTROOM!

For the rest of the day, I've been chuckling at the idea of going into that strange and wonderous land about which games about etiquette when using it are developed and where reading material is desired. I've been thinking of ways to enter...do I go in dainty and be all sweet and bashful and "Excuse me but the alarm is going off" or do I just bum rush right in, bang on the stall door and say "Just cut it off buddy and let's go. It's a fire drill!"?

I think I need to do some trial runs before the next fire drill.