I'm so wet...
Aug. 23rd, 2004 07:20 amSaturday morning I got a phone call from our receptionist, informing me that a water main broke in the office and they needed help moving furniture. There was three inches of standing water in some places. Then, she recanted because "by the time you get here, we'll be done" (on account of my 35 minute commute).
I got here by 6:30 this morning to witness the carnage. The only thing left in my office is my bookcase, sitting in the middle of the room. My desk is among the many damaged desks standing upright in a conference room. My filing cabinets are in the office of a recently departed employee. My computer and the contents of my desk are in yet another conference room, where I type this.
When it came to choosing offices, I ended up in the tax department, for no other reason than availability. Offices two and three doors down from me were destroyed (ceiling tile, drywall, etc), so I'm considering myself lucky to be away from the majority of the damage. I don't know if anything of mine got destroyed because I don't know where all of my stuff is exactly. I do know that from now one, I'm not leaving CDs at work overnight.
The good thing I'm taking away from all this is that it could've been catastrophically worse. My boss's sister was in town for the weekend and he brought her into the office for a tour on Saturday, prompting him to notice the problems. Had they not been here, we could've been in a very bad situation.
But I would've probably gotten the week off.
I got here by 6:30 this morning to witness the carnage. The only thing left in my office is my bookcase, sitting in the middle of the room. My desk is among the many damaged desks standing upright in a conference room. My filing cabinets are in the office of a recently departed employee. My computer and the contents of my desk are in yet another conference room, where I type this.
When it came to choosing offices, I ended up in the tax department, for no other reason than availability. Offices two and three doors down from me were destroyed (ceiling tile, drywall, etc), so I'm considering myself lucky to be away from the majority of the damage. I don't know if anything of mine got destroyed because I don't know where all of my stuff is exactly. I do know that from now one, I'm not leaving CDs at work overnight.
The good thing I'm taking away from all this is that it could've been catastrophically worse. My boss's sister was in town for the weekend and he brought her into the office for a tour on Saturday, prompting him to notice the problems. Had they not been here, we could've been in a very bad situation.
But I would've probably gotten the week off.