When I arrived in the morning, everyone gathered in one of the conference rooms to watch what was happening. People were crying and stunned. One of the vice presidents was in the conference room with us, she even set up the tv so we could watch. Although a few minutes later the CEO's admin assistant came in and looked at us all very disparagingly before huffing off to report back to her boss.
After watching the towers fall, I just had to leave for awhile and I went back to my desk to see if I could find out how my niece was doing (she had just started at NYU two weeks earlier). I opened my email to see if she had sent a message and saw this email from my manager:
To: XXXXX
09/11/01 08:31 AM
cc: XXXX
Subject: emergency!
Naturally when I saw the subject I panicked so I opened it to find the following (I've edited out identifying and unimportant parts):
(This) landed all on my lap this a.m.
XXXX-Please recreate the XXXX. If you cannot find a XXXX, pease connect with me ASAP to help ....i think XXXX has a bit you can use. Please tell him it takes priority over everything else. Due at end of day.
XXXX-Please create a XXXX..... XXXX is currently closing the XXXX,
so she can give you the skinny if I'm in the meeting. Due at end of day.
GRACE0418-More changes on XXXX. Please, on the XXXX, make it solid green.... Additionally they would like the type to be a bluer purple(but not too blue, dear god), without clashing with the rest of the mix.....for tomorrow.
Hope this is clear....I am traumatized (sp) and stunned by the horrible situation. XXXX left to get her kids out of their daycare...it is a federal building...she was pretty upset. I'll check back with you all as soon as I can. If you need me in an
emergency, I'm in Conf. Rm XXXX
I should tell you first that I design stationery items sold at mass market retailers. I do not do anything life-saving or vitally important in any way. I should also tell you that all the assignments that were due at "the end of the day" were supposed to be FedExed to a large corporate HQ in the middle of Manhattan. So even if all airplanes hadn't been grounded, there is no way anything would've gotten to NYC. Which was plainly obvious by 8:30 (central) time that morning.
But wait, there's more.
We were all ordered to continue working that day even though most of our loved ones working in non-essential jobs were sent home to be with family. The CEO of the company actually used the "keep working or the terrorists have won" logic THAT VERY DAY (no doubt he was very angry that we had been watching the television). Then, he insisted that the departmental dinner scheduled for that evening NOT be canceled and we were all required to attend if we valued our jobs. I could not believe these people could be so callous and clueless. I even yelled at my manager at one point because she she said "make sure you allow enough time for traffic so you get to the dinner on time" - to which I responded "Do you not understand?! There WON'T BE any traffic because EVERYONE ELSE IS AT HOME WITH THEIR FAMILIES!" Probably not the best response but I couldn't help it.
Figuring that this would be a bad time to lose my job, I went to the dinner. The sales people and the CEO were drinking and laughing it up. Even some of the managers and some of my coworkers were joining in the revelry. I spent the entire night in stunned silence, too nauseous to even eat. I remain incredulous to this day that anyone was able to have a good time that night, or even fake it. I know I couldn't stop crying.
In the days that followed, there still was no understanding coming from upper management. Even without places for our projects to go or planes to take them there, we were still expected to crank out work. And any memorial events scheduled were attended on our own time for which we had to use time off.
Whenever I think about that I get sick all over again.