I’m back and it’s yucky out - cold and wet and gray. Hawai’i seems like a million miles away. I’ve been nursing a chai and whining to my officemate - P’s great at commiserating.
Speaking of P, she was involved in another atrocious-working-conditions fiasco while I was gone. One of the guys on my team (JR from earlier posts) had to evacuate his office. It’s directly below the bathroom upstairs. The toilet overflowed - onto his desk! They keep saying it was just the tank, but no one believes that. P was in his office in a flash and ended up cleaning everything, top to bottom, with Clorox. Yuck!
I talked to our office manager before I left - I let him know how I [we] felt. He was sympathetic, but basically said, “There’s nothing I can do.” I suggested that he talk to someone who could do something. Doubt he’ll do anything, but at least I’ve done more than just whine. =) I’m thinking that since the petition thing worked so well for the HoHos, maybe we should give that a shot.
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