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this really bugs me.
I live in a high-rise apartment building. The first floor has a security guard station, and they have cameras planted all over the public areas in the building that they can view on monitors at their station. There are laundry facilities in the basement. I'm using them tonight.
Oftentimes when I do, I sit down and read while waiting for my laundry to be done. There's usually only one chair in the room and it's not that great, and the room has a cold tile floor, so I've developed a habit of sitting on the carpeted floor outside the laundry room in the hallway to read while I wait.
Tonight, one of the security guys comes down while I am sitting in the hall reading. "What are you doing down here, ma'am?"
"Waiting for my laundry."
"Don't you know you're not supposed to sit in the hall? Aren't there any chairs in there?" He looks and sees the lone chair. "You have to sit in there."
I know they have cameras in the laundry room. "What, I have to be on camera?"
"You can't sit in the hallway, just like you can't sit in the halls in the rest of the building."
"No one ever told me that. I've done it a lot. No one ever told me I couldn't before." (I've lived here for years. This is the first time anyone's said anything.)
"Well, you can't."
"Fine, then," I say, "I guess I'll just go back up to my apartment, then."
So I did. At least then I knew I didn't have to feel selfconscious about them "watching" me. There are no cameras in here...I think.
Don't get me wrong. I'm happy they have so many cameras, it makes me feel more secure that they will notice if a stranger is lurking around or if a resident is up to no good. But when it's a resident and they make a rule that you have to sit in the laundry room when doing laundry, and cannot sit OUTSIDE the room...that is, you can't without being suspected of being there for some reason other than laundry...that's too much for me. I mean, could they not see I was just reading?
He walked into the laundry room when I left, talking to the others at the main desk on his walkie-talkie about the situation and what he had said to me. I figure he was going in to confirm that there was actually laundry in some machines to cover my "story." I just hope he didn't stop the cycle and rifle through the clothes to make sure it looked as if they were women's clothes. You know...panties, bras. After all, he had to make sure they were mine, right? And that they looked as if they would fit me? :sarcasm:
Oh. Do you think it would be too much to ask to ask them to add some more damn chairs to the laundry room?
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