Friday, November 10

Finding: My office building is a shithole

Does your restroom frequently go out of order in exciting and unexpected ways? Does your ventilation system sound like the deck of an aircraft carrier? Does the morning security guy follow you up the elevator to promote his club nights? Does the afternoon guy sing little songs to himself while picking his nose and cradling a king size beer? Is your fire escape door broken, blocked by a ladder and then padlocked to said ladder to ensure your death by burning? Are your elevators nicknamed "Death Box 1" and "Death Box 2"? Do pigeons invade your restroom over the weekend, coating every surface with pigeon shit and feathers? No? Really? Well then, congratulations. Your office building is a palace compared to mine.

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