Not a moan!

Well, it’s day two of our residence in the new office, which is on the same site as the building I worked in twenty years ago.

I have to say that despite my misgivings, it is actually a decent building, though I suspect it was designed for a rather smaller number of inhabitants. And the restaurant, while I haven’t taken advantage of it yet, seems to be rather better than the one we’ve left behind. The coffee bar certainly is – it’s bigger and the coffee is cheaper, a full 25p cheaper. THAT’S FIVE SHILLINGS, PEOPLE!

I’m less keen on the battery-clerk feel of the place though, and there are only two adjustable desks, so today I am sitting rather too close to the division’s boss for comfort. This has severely curtailed my time-wasting activities. Still, it’s beginning to look as though my little rebellion not withstanding, people are flexi-desking the way they are supposed to. Of course, it will be far more fun when everyone comes back from their holidays and we have ten people for every seven desks.

Time to start the occasional day from home, I guess. But since we can’t have stuff delivered to the office any more that might work out well, too.