The subway ride itself is relatively uneventful.  You notice advertisements of events taking place at the Empire State Building plastered on every backlit surface of the ads area of the subway car.  Had you never noticed before how so many meetups and art events and health services were located there?  Of all the things on your mind this morning, this one is probably the least concerning.<br/><br/>The building whose 12th through 16th floors houses VRS is a tall, grey affair, typical of the Fortune 1000 sorts of businesses who tend to make their homes here.  Attractive and imposing, it is an impressive place to find oneself entering even having been there for a while.  There is a constant flow of people swinging through the revolving door, and you get yourself inserted into the flow and find yourself in the large, open lobby.  The floor and walls are marble, and before you to your left is a wide security desk with several people sitting, watching screens, and to the right of that are the security paths -- six rows of metal turnstile stands with card scanners on the right and bright green and red lights to signal permission to enter.<br/><br/>As usual, you snag your badge from your purse and head straight for the first empty lane -- surprisingly, your card scans and the light glows bright red and beeps at you.  Frowning, you try again and again it burns red.  Now you have attracted the attention of a security guy who waves you over.<br/><br/>"Card," he says, and scans your card.  A puzzled look.  "That's strange.  This card has an ID we don't have in our system."  He taps his chin then shrugs.  "Happens all the time.  I can give you a guest card and you can head up to...  VRS and get this all squared away."<br/><br/><hr/><br/>A.  Nod and go through the process of getting a guest badge and head straight up to VRS.<br/><br/>B.  Ask the man what exactly his computer is telling him about your badge and whether they have your name on file.<br/><br/>C.  Make a snarky remark about computer systems and act genially exasperated, agreeing reluctantly to the process of being demoted to a guest of VRS.