take two

I don’t know if I wrote about it last time our office experienced a flood. (And I’m too lazy to check.) Over a year ago we arrived at the office to discover that a hot-water tank in the the doctor’s office above us had exploded over the weekend and rained down through the back end of our meager space. The result was much pain and agony for all of us, enduring a cleaning crew, broken computer equipment, and the exciting world of insurance claims.

Not five minutes ago the office went aflutter again as we all rushed to the mens washroom where a pipe had burst in the ceiling and where water was showering down and into the hallway. Joe, the building general handyman, emerged from the doorway dripping, and not looking too impressed. For a minute there I thought I was going to have to go home early.

Sigh… I guess not.