Back to work

Well, I got back to work yesterday to find that my desk had moved. In fact the move had been on the cards for some time, and most of us believed it might never actually happen. Office relocations in big companies have a habit of being permanently on the drawing board, the actual event being continually delayed because of re-wiring, lack of space, people waiting for people to move out of the desks they need to move into, or just about any other reason you can think of.

[Flat out back at work]But I had email last week to tell me that it had actually happened, and the plan had been known for so long that I knew exactly where to go when I got back to work. Which is good really, because you don’t want to be wandering aimlessly around the building looking for your desk.

Work itself has been flat out. Flat out in the sense that if there was space we could easily put a mattress flat out and sleep most of the day without impacting the work done. Instead we end up looking out of the window at the new view, conducting architecture reviews, watching the guy in the carpark downstairs shuffle cars around, and watching out for the ever-present Whitman’s blimp.

(Postscript: Hold the blimp watching, I’ve just been given something to do! Back to work!)

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