Yes, our facilities department strikes again.

A door was moved in our office over the weekend, and despite the assurance that everything would be covered, when I came in this morning, my desk, computer, files, and telephone were covered in a lyer of plaster dust.

Mr K.H’s reponse was: “Well, you always get a bit of dust”.

Huh?

I would’ve thought professional builders (were they?) would know how to adequately cover items so that they didn’t get caked in the dust. I’m not talking a small amount – I’m talking a thick layer covering the whole area on the other side of the office from the door.

Mr K.H’s response to my obvious show of displeasure?

“Oh well.”

In other words – tough sh*t.

Yeah, thanks K, you don’t have to work in this office.

Let me show you this:

Plaster dust (calcium sulfate) is slightly irritating to the eyes and respiratory system.  In situations where there is heavy inhalation of the dust, more severe respiratory problems can result.

I would’ve thought that would contravene Health and Safety at work regulations – the ones your minion Mr D.F seems to keen to uphold.

I don’t like making a fuss for the sake of it, but I am sitting in the aftermath of dodgy building work, my stuff covered in dust (have you ever tried to get plaster dust out of a soft mouse mat or keyboard rest? Don’t bother), and already I can feel my nose reacting to it.

Ah well, only another 7 hours to go.

Thanks Facilities. Business as usual eh?