I was getting ready to go to lunch when a Novell message flashed on my screen: Intruder lockdown. It said to stay behind locked doors or a barracaded area (if a locked room wasn’t readily available). I thought, “Oh?”
And that’s when the speaker phone messaging system came on my work phone, coinciding with the all-campus public announcement system, both of which only come on during a dire emergency. Both gave messages confirming what I saw on the screen.
So I slowly got out of my office chair, went to my door, locked it, turned off my office light, and sat back down.
Fortunately, the emergency was a hoax, as the news article reports. But the two things I was thinking were 1) thank God I decided not to put Daniel in the on-campus daycare my work has on-site and 2) here I was with my concealed handgun license and prohibited to bring my .380 on campus. Oddly enough, as I was waiting, I didn’t feel alarmed or scared. Just impatient.
Of course, I was hungry, so that probably had something to do with it. Also, I was used to feeling a little bit laissez faire when it came to these sort of things. When I was attending my high school in the 1980’s, the campus was notorious for getting bomb threats — all of them false.
So when the campus police cleared my building and I could go (it was a little before 2pm), I didn’t run for it. Of course, let’s hope in a real armed intruder emergency, I’d be able to feel for the difference and act accordingly.
But let’s hope — fingers crossed — that that never happens.