Below is the scene in the corridor outside our office at uni earlier today. What does it look like to you? Has Doctor Who come to pay us a visit?
No, in fact we’ve had workmen down the corridor for the last few days building large blue plastic-walled rooms and disappearing into the ceiling above. Something to do with removing asbestos apparently, although nobody bothered to actually tell us. Luckily we’re postgrads so we used our research skills to read the signs:
After some random guy knocking on the door this morning, asking me whether the door was our only exit (which it is incidently, unless anybody fancies jumping out of the window and landing on concrete slabs three floors below), a blue plastic box room type thing appeared just outside a little while later. At least they left room to squeeze out, sort of:
There were a whole load more visits throughout the morning (why does this always happen to me when I’m the only person in?), climaxing in half the office ceiling tiles being removed to the sound of an industrial hoover. Hmmm, I’m just hoping there wasn’t any asbestos directly up there, the amount of dust that showered down.
Early afternoon, the “work environment” had become less than conducive to “work”, so I decamped. Fingers crossed their blue plastic bags haven’t got any holes.
