ughhh, they're making us move
The third and fourth floors of my building here at school have to move over to the abandoned building on campus, the one with the ghost of Angie Milner. While we're allegedly going to be in healthier environs in a year when we move back (no more asbestos), the disruption to all of our routine little faculty lives means that
1. We have to pack all of our shit into boxes and put THREE labels on each box. I already got in trouble yesterday--by the Wonka of all people (who has not yet begun packing, I'll have you know)--for writing in teeny tiny letters on the box itself that inside were textbooks.
2. We'll all be in offices that are far, far more depressing than the ones we're in now. Orange carpeting. Brown metal bookshelves. No windows. And a ghost.
3. Nobody is handing out extra anti-depressants or even anti-anxiety drugs to help us get through this.
4. Many people have to share offices, but I'm not among them. We pre-tenure faculty need a quiet place to work. So we can interact with the ghost all by ourselves.
5. I actually have to leave the building in order to teach. This means coats and umbrellas and all that.
I usually don't fear change. I'm usually very good at adapting to a new home. But I love my office and I love my hallway and the people in it and this all makes me want to throw a little tantrum. Cuz we all know how much effect that would have. And have I mentioned how easy it is to get LOST in this new building of ours? The organization makes ZERO sense. I got lost trying to find my BASEMENT office. One colleague has a window in her office--that opens into a hallway. A window out onto the hallway. I shit you not. One flight of stairs skips the second floor altogether so you go from floor 1 to floor 3 in one flight. Department people-in-charge even organized TOURS in the beginning so the faculty wouldn't get lost all by ourselves.
Yeah, this is gonna be something.
Labels: whining
posted by aerobil @ 8:01 AM
6 comments
6 Comments:
Sounds like all the oddities are a means of confusing or "losing" the ghosts. This was the primary means of architectural planning for Sarah Winchester (widow of the inventor of the winchester riffle) who believed that the ghost of everyone killed by one of her husband's guns was in her house. Take comfort in the fact that the building is crazy . . . it is supposed to give you a head start!
http://www.winchestermysteryhouse.com/story.html
jenwingard
This new building of yours sounds even worse than HBC.
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shoe
But on the bright side, basement acoustics are excellent for good belly laughs. And good Belly laughs.
ooh, ooh, are you sure you're not moving to VA Tech? b/c when i was there, our offices had internal windows AND a stairway that went directly from floor 1 to floor 3 without stopping at 2! (only one, though; all the others went directly to 2, so there was no point trying to convince anyone it didn't exist)
i wasn't in the basement, though. i had to share, with one of those windows that looked out on a hall. come to think of it, from the window, you could see the circumventing staircase!
I think that will be the title of my first mystery: Elspeth the Rhetoric Scholar and the case of The Circumventing Staircase!
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