For approaching 8 years now the environment of my workplace has been relatively stable. The actual walls of the place only changed once about 3 or 4 years ago when new cubicles and some new offices were installed, but that only involved the movement of a few walls by less than ten feet or so.
These days its a totally different story.
The back half of the building is in a state of total chaotic flux.
There are workmen all over measuring, cutting, sawing, hammering, and all other kinds of ings as the place is being totally reconstructed.
Like I said for years now I have been able to follow the same path as I get up to wander around a bit to shake my head clear of the buzzing static of 'monitor eye' or to stretch my legs every now and then.
Down the hall, through the lunchroom, left then through the door to the little backwater nook where the nobody really spends much time (which is one of my favorite places), then left again past a small abandoned lab and through a large mostly empty but still used lab, out to what used to be manufacturing which is training areas and empty space now, around to the another door leading back to the main cubicle area and around the perimeter of the rat's maze back to my cube.
A couple, maybe three times a day that would be my route.
Now I have to concentrate to think what it even looked like.
Every day some new room exists or an old passage is now blocked off. The whole place has changed in a manner of days and it continues to do so.
It won't for much longer, though. Most of the walls are up. There are still some metal studs awaiting garments of drywall, but not many.
It's rather disconcerting to turn to go down a hall just like you did yesterday and have done for years to discover- the hall is gone.
Posted by Roger at February 10, 2005 02:48 PM