First day back at work.....

...... began in a typical fashion. Start as you mean to go on.

The lift was broken. I work on the top floor, the 4th one. 8 flights of stairs. 8. I've been climbing the b******s for 6 months in a vague attempt to get fit, but still greet everyone gasping for breath when I get into the office.

Anyway, I'm in admin., and following a 'business re-organisation to fully maximise the untapped potential of our efficient solution', (redundancies), part of my responsibilities are the toilets. To this end (ho ho) when a guy turned up to deliver some toilet-relevant stuff it was my duty to help him. In lugging 6 packs of 24 industrial toilet-rolls, 3 packs of 12 super-absorbant (and super-heavy) rolls of hand-drying paper stuff like the ones you get in public toilets and 3 large scary-looking cardboard boxes up from the ground floor, as it turned out. 8 flights, 2 people and no offers of help under the duress of my post-Christmas lethargy.

Gits.

By now in a less-than-charitable mood, I received a request about when the shower will be working again. I think it's a bit icky having a shower at work, personally (though found it highly amusing when someone asked it was a 'multi-sex' one, ha ha) but appreciated that not everyone thinks that. Until it started to get blocked up. (I know, ew). We fixed it, it broke. We fixed it again, it broke again. So now we're calling in the big guns, the Under Warranty guys. The thing is that the last time it broke was 2 days before Christmas and now it's the first day back after the Christmas holidays - the guy knew I was on holiday so why ask me today if the shower is fixed?

If he wasn't in training to run the London Marathon I'd be tempted to sabotage his Herbal Essences shampoo.