I worked late last night, very late in fact. If you follow me on Twitter or Plurk, you’d know that I was at work until very late. I only got home at 00h20 in fact! It was a very long day.

Let me explain why I think I’m lucky…
I left the office at around 23h40 and had to walk to my car. In our building it generally takes me around 10 minutes to get to my car… and I walk FAST (ask any one of my friends how fast I walk). I have to go through the rabbit’s warren of the office building, and then through an underground parking garage to another garage and then up 8 floors in a lift to my car. Then I wind my way down the 8 floors to get to the booms, and under another building to finally get to the road… where there’s a robot… a very slow robot at that time of night.
Oh and, I must add, I saw none of the usual security guards in the parkade last night.

So, in my wisdom, I decided not to wait at the robot for it to turn green. I just made sure there were no cars close by, and I got onto the main road and travelled home. And I got home safely.

Then this morning, a colleague of mine tell me that his wife phoned him at 11h50 to say that someone was knocking on their door and crying. She was too scared to open, and wanted him to come home (he was still at the office). But he told her that she must be dreaming, that their block is safe.
When he finally got stopped at the complex gate half an hour late, there were loads of cops etc around. And the reason…
His neighbour was high-jacked while entering the complex and the guards were held up too. Thankfully no-one was hurt. OMG!

Now, my colleague lives one apartment building away from that VERY SLOW robot!!

Thank God I decided not to stop! Or else, it could have been me!