fajrdrako | Demolishing my office... (Reply)

My office for several weeks now has been under several levels of plastic as they demolish the box office around me. My desk area isn't exactly in the box office; it adjoins the box office, and to get to my desk now involves climbing over, around, under and through several filing cabinets and other oddly placed (but large) items, not to mention numerous layers of dust and the sound of jackhammers, half a dozen workmen (many of whom seem to be perpetually on ladders) and piles of rubble as the walls fall.

There is so much semi-transparent plastic hanging all over the lobby and office areas, that I keep getting flashbacks to the Doctor Who episode "Doomsday" and expecting to see a Cyberman behind it.

Which would at least be exciting. No such luck.

So I hide out in Gord's office, where there is at least no construction going on, even though I don't have any of my stuff. And his office is more or less in the middle of the area where the Summer Drama Camps are being held, so his office is surrounded by screaming children. (What do kids learn at Summer Drama Camp? They learn to scream. Loudly. Trust me on this.)

But this afternoon, I got to go to a meeting at the Canadian Police Sector Council. I almost never have meetings. I get maybe two meetings per year. It just so happened that I unexpectedly had two meetings this afternoon at 2 p.m. Dunno how that happened.... But one could be postponed till tomorrow, and was, and the other found me at the Canadian Police Sector Council examining a proposal to redesign our website in such a way that it will be easier for me to update it. I heartily approve.