The End of an Era

Yesterday morning when I walked out of my apartment to leave for work, I noticed a little something extra on the door leading to the roof. For those of you who have never been lucky enough to come to my abode, I live on the top floor and my door faces the the stairway leading to the roof. The door has this super old, faded, hand written sign on it that says "No roof access", or something to that effect. However, I never paid any mind to that pesky little sign. Who would catch me? My apartment is RIGHT THERE. Not like I would be disturbing the people below, since I am the people below.

The sign is still on the door. In addition to the sign is an alarm. Great sadness has overcome me. No more roof cocktails. No more spying on neighbors from that vantage point. No more fireworks. Now, who out there knows how to disarm those alarms??