Charlie’s Room: Sidewalk Chalk
Isaac’s lunch break was longer than normal, because the fire alarm wouldn’t stop shrieking angrily. There wasn’t any fire, as far as anyone knew, but the alarm kept ringing even when it shouldn’t be possible. The office workers huddled together outside the doors, chattering.
“They cut off all the power. Removed the batteries. What is it running on?” someone said loudly.
Everyone began speculating. “Maybe it’s solar powered?” “Maybe it has a mini generator?” “Maybe it’s wireless?”
The building manager stomped over. “Maybe it runs on the mutterings of idiots. Go away and check back in an hour.”
Isaac’s office manager pushed forward through the crowd. “What if it’s still going off in an hour?”
The building manager rolled her eyes. “Then you need to go home for the day.” The crowd cheered and dispersed. Read More