As I walked out of the building to go to lunch at noon, the LAPD began closing off the section of Wilshire Blvd. in front of us. I thought it might be a protest of some sort or a bomb threat across the street. I called upstairs and warned everyone. I was right, but the threat was actually in our building. A suspicious package was left downstairs and when I came back from lunch they wouldn't let us back in. If only I had my car keys I would have headed home and there I would be now. No, instead I'm back here not really getting anything done.
At least it wasn't a real bomb, but boy it wreaked havoc on street traffic. I would hate to have been stuck on Wilshire at that time.