This was not in my job description!
Feb. 28th, 2004 05:42 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
shirenomadThe company I work for leased its office from a subletter. That is, a person who is leasing a large space from someone, then divides it up and leases pieces of it to people who neither need nor can afford the whole thing. We had a space we affectionately referred to as "the closet", but since it's a five-man company (three of whom are rarely there, and never at the same time) and we could also reserve any of three conference rooms in the building, it was sufficient.
Please note use of the past tense in that paragraph.
Due to some argument or another between our subletter and his landlord over how much he owed for utilities, something didn't get paid on time, and our subletter basically got kicked off the lease. Taking all of us with him. As it turns out, in fact, he didn't have the right to collect February's rent. A lot of the companies that were renting office space from him are seeing about getting that money back, but in the meantime, everyone had to be out before March rolled around. As you might guess, there was a lot of furniture and office equipment moving through the halls yesterday.
My boss managed to finally pick out and lease a new place a week ago, but we didn't get access to it until March BEGAN. After some argument, we managed to negotiate for access today, since few people were going to be in the building on Saturday anyway. Or something like that. Anyway, that means today, Saturday, my day to sleep in, I'm showing up at the office an hour EARLIER than I normally do to disconnect computers, mark what plugs into what, and pack it all in the van. And then help move the desks. And the filing cabinets. And that big mongo paper cutter he bought so we could produce our own business cards. PAIN.
Gotta admit, though, the new place is nice. Two rooms, both larger than the one we were stuffed into. Comes with some furniture. Plenty of parking. Windows. (I called the old place "the closet" for a reason.) Too bad it had to be such a hassle to get there...
Please note use of the past tense in that paragraph.
Due to some argument or another between our subletter and his landlord over how much he owed for utilities, something didn't get paid on time, and our subletter basically got kicked off the lease. Taking all of us with him. As it turns out, in fact, he didn't have the right to collect February's rent. A lot of the companies that were renting office space from him are seeing about getting that money back, but in the meantime, everyone had to be out before March rolled around. As you might guess, there was a lot of furniture and office equipment moving through the halls yesterday.
My boss managed to finally pick out and lease a new place a week ago, but we didn't get access to it until March BEGAN. After some argument, we managed to negotiate for access today, since few people were going to be in the building on Saturday anyway. Or something like that. Anyway, that means today, Saturday, my day to sleep in, I'm showing up at the office an hour EARLIER than I normally do to disconnect computers, mark what plugs into what, and pack it all in the van. And then help move the desks. And the filing cabinets. And that big mongo paper cutter he bought so we could produce our own business cards. PAIN.
Gotta admit, though, the new place is nice. Two rooms, both larger than the one we were stuffed into. Comes with some furniture. Plenty of parking. Windows. (I called the old place "the closet" for a reason.) Too bad it had to be such a hassle to get there...
