I'm doing a freelance project for the Trib, and I'm reporting to the head of security. When I tried to get past the desk this morning, it went like this:

Me: Hi, I'm here to see [head of security].
Guard 1: Oh, right, We got a memo about you.
[Head of Security isn't there. I try to call someone else to check me in. Guard 1 goes to help someone else. Guard 2 takes the phone to talk to the other guy who was going to sign me in.]
Guard 2: [Slightly pissy] What floor are you on? And you want her to go where? Well, she'd have to come back downstairs and sign in again...
Guard 1: She's working for [head of security]. Remember, we got the memo?
Guard 2: [MUCH less pissy] Oh. Wait. We got the memo. She can go right up.

I am a rock star.