One of the fun things about working in the escape room is that every so often something will go missing and you have to spend ages searching for it.
Usually it’s something small, like a key. Occassionally it’s a padlock. It was a missing key which first led to the realisation that the lanterns we provide the players with have magnets on the bottom. Magnets which, bless them, love to pick up keys that are left lying around.
When something goes missing it’s a real opportunity to get to know every nook and cranny of a room. It’s a great opportunity to see what the room looks like if someone were to lie on the floor. It’s just great.
It’s not great.
When you’re working with back-to-back bookings time between games is limited and you don’t want to be looking for missing stuff or mending things in between, if it’s at all possible. And missing stuff that you can’t find will undoubtedly be found by another team – and if it’s something they shouldn’t have access to until further down the line, then it can be a bit of an issue.
Having said all that, we’ve been looking for something in the Murder Mystery room for weeks. I think, possibly, since the back end of last year.
So today I combined cleaning the room – hoovering etc – with moving all the furniture to see if I could find it.
And I did.
On top of something that is too high to reach up comfortably.
Obviously I didn’t find it there until I’d taken apart and moved the huge, heavy desk wondering if what we’d been looking for had fallen on the floor and skidded through the gap between floor and drawer unit.
But even when I’d found it I was left with questions. Questions like… well…. why? I mean, you don’t look at a tall dresser unit and think, “You know what, I am going to put this one thing up there…” There is a desk in the room. A chair. Several tables. A mantlepiece. Any of these things are brilliant for putting things on. But no. Top of a dresser, where it falls into a recess anyway, so it was more by luck than management I found it (although I was willing to bust out the ladder in my relentless search for this lost item).
I’m glad I’ve found it. It’s like one of those things that just niggles as you – it’s too big for someone to have put it in a pocket and walked off with it so why the bloody hell can’t you find it.
And when you work with someone who is knee-high to a grasshopper, she’s not going to be looking in places like that. But then, even I’m not going to be looking in places like that. Because why the bloody hell would you put anything there, ever.
The general public never cease to amaze…