Besides the fact that I was running about an hour late for work, today started out like every other day: I get up, get ready, drive to work, park on the 5th floor of the garage, walk a short distance to my office, log onto my computer and work for the next 9 hours. Same thing Monday - Friday.
Today was no different until I got to the garage. I pulled in and noticed it was fairly dark and that only the emergency lights were on. Ok, no biggie, they've had trouble with the garage lighting before, but a little voice in my head was saying, "This ain't right!" My brain was saying this, but my eyes were seeing other people getting out of their cars and making their way to the elevators, so I continued to my parking spot and made my way to the elevator.
As I exited the elevator and came around to the entrance of my office building, there were hundreds of people milling around outside. Part of me was surprised, but the little voice in my head said, "Told you so!"
Come to find out, at around 6:30 this morning, one of the main transformers in the building exploded. This in turn shut down all power to the building and garage. I spoke with one of my co-workers who was there when it happened and she said it shook the building.
My first thought was, "I'm so going home!!"
Yeah, right!! We have offices in the building next door and we were told by management to go and help the techs there.
DANG!! So much for an early weekend.
I assume they had a backup transformer; power was restored by 10:30 and we were told to get back to work!
(Don't worry, no one was hurt in the explosion)