There is a long-term elevator overhaul and repair project underway at work. One of the cars they’re fixing right now has been positioned on our floor today. For a while, the car interior was showing, but now the top of the car is visible, with all its workings.
I walk by this every morning at work, on my way to my desk. I worry about people, sometimes.
#whatisthisijustdonteven
The Friday of finals week, a coworker took it upon herself to clean out the department fridge, without warning anyone. Usually the departmental secretary would send out an email on Monday, warning everyone to mark their food, then send another warning email the day before. This time there was no warning.
That would have been annoying enough. However my container of hummus was thrown out. I didn’t take a lunch the next Monday, thinking I had something to eat at work. Nope. I also had no money, not that it mattered, because the cafeteria was closed for the semester break.
Annoying, right? But that wasn’t the worst part. The coworker who cleaned out the fridge dumped food down the disposal. The disposal in our kitchen can’t deal with actual food. The sink has now been completely blocked for almost two weeks, along with the two water fountains that share the same drain.
So not only did she throw out people’s food, but now we’re having to hike to find water for the tea kettle and coffee pots.
Someone needs to tell her to stay the hell out of the kitchen, because she’s a damn menace.
Part idontevenknow in an ongoing series.
A couple of those items needed completely new records. All but a few had required at least some (and often a LOT) of editing. And that doesn’t include the stack of things that went to our NACO person to have authority work done.
If you’ve done national level enhance cataloging, you will understand that that’s a lot of books to chew through in one day.
Please file under G for “getting shit done.” I’m going home now to partake of an adult beverage.
Physical Plant workers opened one of the windows and left it open for hours. It was chilly today with 50mph wind gusts, so the hallway was like a wind tunnel.
And, of course, it was cold in my cubicle. My feet were like ice cubes.
Isn’t that where everyone goes to find motivation?
Archives has been cleaning out old junk from their office. They leave it outside the door with a “free” sign, for people to take. I periodically wander by to see what’s on offer. One day it was a giant box of hanging file folders (excellent score for the genealogy stash!), another it was a bunch of engraving plates, and most recently, it was a large, crumbly roll of old posters. I didn’t realize they were all the same poster when I took the entire roll, but that’s okay. They’re interesting and will be a nice addition to the collage stash, when I finally get them home.
It’s been a while since we’ve had any new Things! In! Bags!, but the custodians are finally back at it.
Rain tonight, they say, but today is about as pretty as it gets.
red paper boat 