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as i was getting ready to leave the office last night, i headed to the restroom. the one with the broken handle.
anyway, i had my hands full because i was carrying the dead flowers to throw out and clean the vase. someone had wedged the trash can into the doorway again, and the broken handle was sitting on top of it. grrrrr, i kicked the trashcan into the restroom ahead of me and heard the handle hit the floor. ok as long as the handle was there, i could attach it the the shaft (shut up) and turn it to get out. i set my stuff down, used the facilities and cleaned out the vase.
then i looked around for the handle that I KNOW I HEARD HIT THE FLOOR.
no handle.
i started freaking out, thinking i might be stuck in there all night, because this was after 7pm, and most of the building had cleared out.
so i grabbed the shaft (shut up) and tried to turn and pull at the same time (i'm usually pretty good at this). many times. my hand started hurting. NOT GONNA HAPPEN. heavy, heavy door. so being the smart cookie i am, i wrapped a huge wad of paper towels around my hand was was finally able to pull it open enough to wedge my foot in and get the hell out of there.
there was the handle. on the floor just outside the door. I KNEW I'D HEARD IT!
they still haven't fixed it. we decided to tape the latch so it won't lock until they do.
anyway, i had my hands full because i was carrying the dead flowers to throw out and clean the vase. someone had wedged the trash can into the doorway again, and the broken handle was sitting on top of it. grrrrr, i kicked the trashcan into the restroom ahead of me and heard the handle hit the floor. ok as long as the handle was there, i could attach it the the shaft (shut up) and turn it to get out. i set my stuff down, used the facilities and cleaned out the vase.
then i looked around for the handle that I KNOW I HEARD HIT THE FLOOR.
no handle.
i started freaking out, thinking i might be stuck in there all night, because this was after 7pm, and most of the building had cleared out.
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so i grabbed the shaft (shut up) and tried to turn and pull at the same time (i'm usually pretty good at this). many times. my hand started hurting. NOT GONNA HAPPEN. heavy, heavy door. so being the smart cookie i am, i wrapped a huge wad of paper towels around my hand was was finally able to pull it open enough to wedge my foot in and get the hell out of there.
there was the handle. on the floor just outside the door. I KNEW I'D HEARD IT!
they still haven't fixed it. we decided to tape the latch so it won't lock until they do.