What the...

I went to Safcom's new building today afternoon. I got a call last week about going for an interview there. I'd decided not to blog about my job seeking travails.

Anyway, so I check into the place. Actually, I made through a rather oddly placed entrance. I'm not an architect so I didn't give it much more thought, only to be stopped by a guard who tried to explain to me that I had just walked through an exit. Bemused, I walked over to what was the correct entrance. I was in shock. Full body metal detector walk through thingy, lights, like 5 guards. It's like they were expecting an attack. When I got to the actual building, more large, security type individuals, in some dark blue suits. What could they possibly be keeping in there. Is this the reality of the post 9/11 world. In contrast, for the building where our offices are, all one needs to do is to sign in at some book on the ground floor. I'm sure Superman, or Father christmas has been to our building if those sign in books are looked at. Kwanza I wonder where they keep those books. There's a new one like every other day, considering the number of people who frequent the building. Shish.