| Joined: | Thu Apr 19th, 2012 |
| Location: | United Kingdom |
| Posts: | 4424 |
| Status: |
Offline
|
When I worked at the Daily Mirror in Canary Wharf, often I would be on floor 29 all by myself. We had motion sensor lighting at night so I would be at my desk in a little pool of light listening to the tower creak as it swayed in the wind. This was ok, until another pool of light appears, and you know you're the only person on that floor.....
The BP/Shell IT Centre in Hemel Hempstead was one of my assignments. It was only 14storey but the lift went up and down on its own. There was some story about the building being haunted by a construction worker who fell down the lift shaft. They had engineers in on many occasions and couldn't get it to stop 'doing its own thing'. I got use to the doors opening and closing, the lifts operating....in the dead of night.
One Sunday morning in winter, I took a morning shift, relieving the other guard at 6am. The lifts were working merrily and as I set off on my round the doors open....and a man stepped out. I nearly jumped out of my skin and almost 'evacuated every orifice' (not the best example for a security guard). He had been working overnight ....and the previous guard had forgotten to mention there was someone in the building.
The lift thing, was very strange. One could easily be convinced there was supernatural forces at work.
One time I went to the 3rd floor canteen (to make a cuppa). When I got back in the lift and hit G for ground floor ....the lift doors closed and it went up to the 12th floor. I got out and (being a bit spooked by it) walked down the stairs. When I got down to the 3rd floor ... the lift was there again ...waiting with its doors open.
I tended to use the stairs a lot.
Last edited on Sat Jan 4th, 2014 17:49 by Eric
____________________
Eric