another fire drill/ in our building today/ but it wasn't my fault! >___<

Today there was a fire drill in our building, lots of excitement (although, I suppose, it wasn't terribly exciting)

And for the record, it was not my fault this time!

Last time, I accidentally set off the fire alarm in the building. Instead of going out to buy lunch, I decided to save some time and money by eating a Red Baron frozen pizza thing purchased from the Target across the street sometime earlier this week.

Stuck it in the toaster oven, like so.

Set the timer, like so.

Set to bake, comme ca.

Head back to desk to continue work, like so.

Five minutes in, I go back into kitchen to get some water and check on the status of said frozen pizza thing. Someone mentions that it smells like smoke, and worried, I peer in through the oven window. Nothing. The cheese hasn't even melted yet. Still looks mildly frozen. Turn around to say, Well, it's not me, and as the words come out my mouth, the fire alarms go off. Luckily, this building is better than our previous one, and the fire alarm is a mild (if vaguely robotic-sounding) male voice instructing us that this is a fire alarm and to make our way to the stairs and to our allotted meeting place. So I push the timer to the very end and make sure the toaster oven is off and head for the door.

As we were making our way down, someone smilingly mentioned that it was probably my pizza thing that set the alarm off, and of course, I defended myself, haha, it would be terribly sad if my pizza set off the fire alarm, seeing as the cheese wasn't even melted on it yet.

Convened as appropriate downstairs and waited for the all-clear, >___<

As soon as the all-clear was given, we headed back up, and I decided to check on and reset my pizza thing as soon as we got back to our floor. M was bent over the toaster oven, fiddling with something in the back, and I asked her what was wrong. She turned and smiled, and said that since the toaster oven was in a little nook above the sink, it had gotten pushed up against the wall, and the heat had near burned through the electrical cord powering it.

Well. I certainly didn't expect that.

Needless to say, I didn't end up eating the frozen pizza thing that day, and ultimately wasted more time in the effort to save time.

*sigh*

As such, I was inadvertently responsible for setting off the fire alarm.

BUT JUST THAT TIME. NOT THIS TIME. NOT ME. Just so we're clear, -___-

....although I got grief for it from the traders the rest of the day until I threatened to beat them up.