Helena Handbasket

By Tivoli

Tales from the water-cooler

Not that we have a water-cooler, we have a Zip-Tap which does both hot and cold.
Since 15th June last year when the UK Govt allowed those of us who really, really wanted to, return to their former workplace, my colleague and I have, and after a few more months we enticed our lovely boss to join us, and since then we have all been in all day every day.
The rest of the building is mostly empty.
Our receptionist insists on coming to work, but she won't allow visitors into reception, even staff from our own company but who aren't based in our building on a daily basis, and so we have no visitors. We have off-site colleagues who need to come in to collect drawings, so they come to our back door to meet us and nobody can understand why we have a receptionist at all. She's awfully bored and spends all day trying to find interesting things to do with her time, and then hail those of us who are actually busy, to discuss such matters in depth.
There's a tiny hole in a wall that bothers nobody but she wants it tiled, yet there is no actual surface to paste tile adhesive to, because it's a hole. Scream!

So it was incredibly exciting today to have the top-of-the-tree choose to hold a behind-closed-doors meeting in the vicinity of our Zip-Tap.
Loads of “Very-happy-to-work-from-Home” folk were suddenly booking a spot at a desk in the office to make sure that they were seen to be present, despite the fact that anyone who cares to can check Covid records to see who has actually attended the office on any given day, should they be interested.
I overheard one very senior highly-paid person say that he refused to attend management meetings if there was no executive lunch provided, and another mention that his spare Porsche was now worth £45K so perhaps he should stop paying to have it fixed, whatever that means.
So maybe the Porsche is a personal investment we can ignore, But an upper echelon director saying that he refuses to speak with others on his own pay-grade if the rest of us don't pay for his sandwiches. Isn't that his job?
And, Um, this professes to be an outfit with exceptionally green credentials

Poppies thrive in freshly-turned earth.

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