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We have motion sensors in our office for more economic usage of lighting. Most of my colleagues have left but I haven't had my daily fill of Net surfing. That's why I'm still here. Being motionless most of the time, the sensors often mistake the room as empty (it's happening this very moment...again!) and begins to dim the lights before finally switching them off. Not all the lights are connected to the same sensor, luckily! All I need to do is make some meaningless movements & lo...there's light!
There we go again! Gotta do those motions.

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Anonymous said…
Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!
Saturday, September 24, 2005 4:09:00 PM
Anonymous said…
Before doing Those Motions, remember there may be camera's also.
Monday, September 26, 2005 5:17:00 AM
Deepanjan said…
Yeah! They keep me from doing anything obscene.
Monday, September 26, 2005 6:14:00 AM
Anonymous said…
Our odc has this system too...But only sensors not cameras..
Monday, September 26, 2005 10:47:00 AM
Anonymous said…
Our odc has this system too...But only sensors not cameras..
Monday, September 26, 2005 10:48:00 AM
Deepanjan said…
I'm not sure about the cameras. They may be positioned strategically.
Monday, September 26, 2005 11:33:00 AM
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