Needless to say, it was a boring night, about 3:00am. We played terrorist attack with machine gun noises and screams into the PA system. I sounded really cool until we heard a door slam and observed a very pale and scared computer operator sprinting down the hallway to the emergency exit.
It took us some very fast talking and a carton of Winstons to keep our jobs that night.
I’m a woman who worked the nightshift entirely alone in a big office building for years. Once in awhile, the alarm system would go off, and I’d have to go through the building to investigate. Other times, an empty elevator would spontaneously ascend to my floor. And so on. I loved working nights, but it was creepy sometimes.