This morning started like a better day. The sun is shining, skies are clear, and all's right with the world.
At least, that's the way it seemed as I poured the first cup of coffee.
The morning news included a warning about a water main break which caused me to alter my route to work. No big deal. And it turns out the modified route is a few minutes faster than the way I went before, so it's all good, right?
When I shut the engine off, got out of my truck at work and heard the noise, my first thought was that the emergency generator was running. But no, it wasn't loud enough for that. But clearly some small engine or fan was running, audible from 50 feet away.
When I got to the entrance, I realized there was air being sucked around a storeroom door, causing the weather stripping to flutter like a playing card in bicycle spokes. Leaning on the door made it stop. Curious.
Then I tried to open the entrance door. It resisted. I glanced at my watch to confirm that the electromagnets were in daytime mode, and not holding the door shut. Green light was on, and the magnets were off. No problems there.
It took both hands to pull the door open, wind whistling loudly the whole time.
This is a medical facility, and we run high-speed air handlers to maintain a slightly-positive pressure. Today, we have negative pressure. The discrete system in the surgery center is working properly, so they have the opposite problem: their outer doors have to be pulled shut.
So I got the on-call HVAC tech on the horn at 0600 hrs, and moving this way.
It's always something.
Is it bad that I want another vacation, only six weeks after returning from the last one?