Concern

The plan was that our office was supposed to move to a newly built-out, much larger space, this week. We couldn’t go into our new cubicles today, because the movers and IT staff were moving and setting up the office, but we were supposed to have the lab (we have a lab! That’s kind of awesome) to show up to, and get some work done if we can.

But hey, guess what! The place isn’t even finished yet! As in, not even remotely done yet; as in, painting still going on, electricians still wiring things. I can’t imagine it being done by tomorrow, or even be done and cleaned up by next week. The new building also turns out to really, really suck, because there’s no accessible stairway, if you are going up to the office. There’s a fire stair that dumps you out into an alley, but you can’t get in that way from the outside.

I did think, weeks ago, that this was all going to get botched, because that’s the way these people operate. They can’t plan, nor execute. But I had this hope this morning that they’d get it mostly done, and that we wouldn’t be disturbed too much, and that finally we’d all get together and start, like, changing the world or something.

And, there was someone else’s junk all over my workbench, and my lab stuff scattered all over the place. I can’t wait to see how badly my workstations, monitor, and now rare and out-of-production keyboard fare.