Endless Storage
My neighbor, Brad, needed to get a recliner from his mother’s storage unit in Fort Wright. As the resident guy-with-a-truck now, I am obliged to assist with moving and retrieval for friends. Together, we went to the storage building, parked inside (honestly, it was a nice setup), and wandered down rows of hallways lined with orange metal doors until we got to her unit.
It makes sense that places like this would have motion-activated lighting. No sense in wasting energy on full sectors of the building if no one’s in them. Still, it’s a little spooky when you look down a long hallway and haven’t yet triggered the sensor.