shirenomad | Also, they chain us to the desks.

Sometime this week they got a bit more paranoid around the office. I think the non-employees wandering around like they owned the place triggered it. But they cut off use of floppy disks (USB drives had been out of the question since before I started) and they're no longer letting the contractors (that includes me) into the programmer's area without escort. Industrial espionage and all that.

The loss of the floppies is a bit annoying in that I can't use lunch break to work on personal stuff as effectively anymore, or save notes to self, but I can still write it down and type it up later, so I'll live. (You guys aren't going to cut off my pencil supply, right? :P) Keeping me out of the programming zone; that's more of a problem. Brian can easily be anywhere in that area at any time of the day, and he's my ride home most of the time, so this is going to make it that much harder to coordinate with him. On the off chance he is at his desk, I can IM him, but if he isn't, I've just got to hope he can spare a few minutes to let me know when he's leaving.