I work in the Tea Building. It’s freezing in the winter and boiling in the summer. It’s surrounded by dirt and fllth because the ever-so-plush Shoreditch House is constantly expanding and refitting as it looks after it’s members. They’ve also put in an ever so trendy Pizza shop where the T-Bar used to be. We’ve had building works and renovation for as long as I can remember.
We’re up on the 7th floor. There a 4 lifts at the back of the building and they are a total joke. 1 of them has NEVER worked, 1 of them only goes to the 5th floor, 1 of them won’t work if the door isn’t shut properly (it’s a manual slide door which visitors always forget to close), and the ‘newer’ silver lift is constantly out of use. We have those stupid “Sorry for the inconvenience” signs up all the time and have become totally immune to them.
Thankfully someone has finally snapped. This perfectly sums up the mood of the people that work here.
I’m sure it won’t make a jot of difference to Derwent – but it sure as hell cheered everyone up as we queued for the single lift to the 7th floor this morning.