Gym FOB vs. work badge

The gray FOB on your left is the little device that I swipe to get the gym door to open.

The badge on your right is my work identification that I swipe to clock-in and -out of work.

Today was not a stressful day.  It was a Monday but it was not stressful.  The phone rang and I had opportunity to have conversations with some unique individuals but nothing insane or tear-my-hair-out crazy.

At the end of each work day, my coworkers and I swipe our badges.  The timeclock has a delightful accepting tone.  It's a cheery bell sound.   I wish it would play an actual song.  Like in the morning it could play Gloria Gaynor's "I will survive."  I am undecided about the end of the day tune.

After I closed down my computer and wrapped up my conversation with my coworker, I sauntered to the timeclock.  It was 2 minutes after our designated end of the workday time so there was no line or waiting.

I stood at the timeclock and swiped my gym FOB. 

No cheery bell.

I swipe my gray gym FOB again.

No bell.

What is this madness?

I swipe the gym FOB a third time.

Two guys from accounting start walking my way.

I realize what is happening.  I am not at the gym.  This is madness!!!!

The accountants are super close to me and the timeclock and my gym FOB.

I say outloud, "OH MY GRAVY - I am trying to get in to the gym!!!  GET ME OUTTA HERE!!!!!"