Windbreaking & Entering

So, on Monday I had finally made the decision to shower at work. I had been arriving at work somewhere between mildly damp and really sweaty, and figured as a service to my coworkers, I would shower at work instead of at home before I left. So, I got up early and left for work in workout clothes. This was a good choice, because it was very windy and the wind was not in my favor. Other than a short spate of drafting behind a CU student, it was me versus the wind and my throat was letting me know that it did not like this.

Can someone teach me good spitting form? All the phlegm my exertions brought to the front needed expelling, and usually if I fling my head to the side while riding, I can clear my arm and hit the side of the path with my expectoration. However, I don't get very good distance, and so one loogie found my arm. Gross. Luckily I carry a rag for just such occasions. So, can someone teach me how to spit more effectively and cleanly?

Okay, moving along, I did get to work and got in out of the cold. I unlocked the door to the office and brought my bike inside. As I did, I heard the normal door chime. And then I heard it again. And again. And again and then more rapidly. Then the klaxon alarm went off. I had set off the alarm. Panic settled in rather swiftly. I tried calling Amanda, but I only have her work number. I realized that I did not have the cell number of anyone who worked at RealEyes. When I arrived I was sweaty from the wind. Now I am sweating bullets. What do I do? Wait for the police, I guess. Finally, I think to call the number on the alarm service sticker and the nice lady there gives me David's cell phone number. I call him and he cancels the alarm and gives me the code to shut off the alarm. Thankfully he is not too irked, despite the fact that he got woken up by the whole todo. Later I seek full explanation for myself and Paula, the other newbie, so this won't be happening again.

All in all it is a very good thing that I had the shower gear with me, because after all that, I was more than a little sweaty. Bathed in a sheen of liquid panic is more like it. The shower facility was pretty nice with plenty of hot water.

40 minutes later, the building alarm went off (it wasn't me!) for no apparent reason.