::PILE ON::In front of my building's exit to the parking lot, there's a four-foot, fluorescent orange traffic cone which reads CAUTION: WORKERS ABOVE. As soon as I open the door and exit, I look up, trying to glimpse the window washers in action and avoid getting dripped on.
Then I run into an identical traffic cone, placed in front of the door. I drop everything I have and nearly fall to my knees.
Thank god traffic cones are pliable.