Some work goes on
The entrance at work continues to evolve. In a good way, I might add. After delays that stretched into months, the wood guy returned and made those stone arches into a new reception desk. Next up, an information screen has taken on an active role in keeping us informed. Finally, the darkness of the corridor is gone after the installation of a set of LED potlights. Photos to follow, soon.
Busy times. The new air conditioning (for the server room) last week. Painting. Pretty much all that is left is that section of missing ceiling tiles (over my cubicle). The strike in the construction industry does not come into play, because most work is done by independent contractors. At least, that’s the explanation I overheard, when the question came up.
This shutdown in the trades has an unexpected victim group. Those who planned to move into new homes, next weekend. Can’t come in when the floors and doors are still piled in the basement. Hundreds of cases, given that homes are now part of the JIT (just in time) segment. From what I read, when your new digs aren’t done and your old digs already have people in waiting, the solution is simple: find a friend and camp in their living room. With your boxes and Ikea chair. Sucks to be you, because a labour disruption fits into the “force majeure” section of stuff that happens. No recourse. Wait things out, while complaining to anyone who will lend an ear (or an extra bedroom).
