Wednesday, March 29, 2006

Sigh

Two more days in the SAP project office, two more...

Here's another hilarity.

We share a floor with the CTI Claremont campus(and I use the term campus loosely) which means that we share loos with a bunch of 18-22 year-olds who've chosen to launch themselves into the career world via a quality education from a private institution[1].
For some months now these shared loos have been really gross, stinky urinals, paper-towel balls dumped all over the place and a general 24-hour party vibe in the stalls. Fuck, what can you do? The kids do need someplace to hang out.

So what the building management decided to do a couple of weeks ago is to lock the toilets and to only dish out keys to the adults.

This means that if you now want to go for a pee(or heaven forbid something more serious) you have to first swing by the receptionist, hope that there is a key in the little box and then head over to the sanctuary of the john.

There's a snag though. The lock on the gents is wonky which means that only some of the keys (some of the time) will unlock it. This means that even if you've managed to secure a key you're still not guaranteed of relief.

The situation has deteriorated beyond ridiculous to the point where people are scheduling their biology to coincide with their lunch/smoke/vent breaks to be able to use another facility in one of the nearby malls.

This morning someone stuck the below up next to the watercooler.
I'm positively glowing at the prospect of moving to a sane office environment.

hope


Also, windows died spectacularly the other day - not even Task Manager survived and I eventually had to hard-reset the infernal device by holding down the power switch until the BIOS relented.

Explorer panic


[1] I have no beef with non-fancy university/tech training companies (I worked for one and did a project management diploma through another). But I've spent the last year or so sharing lifts with kids who honestly couldn't be bothered to do more than the bare minimum of what is required for them to get an invite to the graduation booze-up[2].
[2] Of course not all CTI students are bling-obsessed, gum-chewing,
phone-posing losers[3], but this joint does seem to attract a high
percentage of them.
[3] And the CTI marketing material certainly doesn't discourage
this type of world-view[4].
[4] Boy, am I grumpy right now[5].
[5] Blame it on the Flu[6].
[6] Just my luck with only two days to go.



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