Today is my first day in the new special exhibition. The majority of the pieces are items already owned by the
museum, but a couple of them are just on loan from private collectors. The
exhibit is not a paid one like usual. In fact it’s so boring I don’t think you
could pay for people to enter it!
Like
what is usually the case some tours have been set up to make the numbers look
good. Not quite sure why they want us to even keep a count if it’s not a paid
exhibit. That isn’t however the biggest flaw in logic with this place.
The
exhibit only takes up about a third of the overall gallery space, but requires
two guards. Here’s why. The Special Exhibition can be adjusted in formation
with it’s removable walls. Really it’s a big horseshoe, but with the right wall
placement it can be separated into rooms.
The flaw with THIS particular exhibit is the fact they added a separation for
something that only takes up a third of the space. It’s like they did this so
that Knucklehead would NEED to put two guards in an area that could easily be
covered by one. This could be to combat Predator's need for making guards go home
early.
Whether
that ignorant bastard will try that again anytime soon remains to be seen
considering we are short. Even if Tommy Gun was here we would have just enough
people to cover everything… barely. Now would be the best time to quit. That
would really make their assholes pucker.
So
I have made it through the whole day in the special ex without losing my sanity.
Writing has saved me yet again. Just another hour and a quarter to go. Predator came through the special ex on his
let’s-see-if-I-can-catch-people-doing-something-while-I’m-suppose-to-be-in-the-Monitor-Room
tour. (Redacted) had his cellphone plugged in and told him that if Predator ever
came through I would warn him. I shouted “Good evening Mr. (Predator)” and (redacted) got the signal. Now whose the one using formality as a weapon? Me mother fucker! :D
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