Making more trouble

As if I weren't already up to my eyeballs in added work :) I went to the senior chap in our building and told him I thought it was appropriate that I be included in the committee, when/if it is formed, that will plan our facility's consolidation or relocation.

We have a lot more square footage than we need for this many people, so we ought to be able to save on rent if we either consolidate into a portion of our current space, or move to a smaller unit in another building. There are all kinds of complicating issues, like the fact that our manufacturing work can be noisy and polluting (so we don't want to be in a way-spiff office park or near a residential area), we need all the parking we have now (so adding another 40 people into the existing building by subletting our formal office space is a problem), and if we cut our present space in half we would need to renovate a lot to get things like a ladies' room, a window office for Big Boss, etc.

E was a little puzzled by my request, but I explained that I thought that planning people's work spaces, storage/archives, and security were all part of my mandate as office manager, which he seemed to accept.

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That's two more friends laid off today [not from my company]. And I have the very quiet feeling that when I stuck my head in a co-worker's office here I was interrupting his mental psych-up for a phone interview: he had that look. Certainly he was trying to cover up some place else that his mind had been.

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That's a lot of paper.

86 binders. The small ones, for the Past Grands, got 71 flyers. The grand officers got more. Some of them nearly twice that (packets for the Deputy Grand Matrons with inspection paperwork). Nevertheless, 11 of us finished all the work in under two hours.