Thursday, September 07, 2006

The irony is overwhelming me

Our company has had a series of bad luck in the past two years.

First, we had a devastating event on one of our projects that caused a lot of damage to property and one indirectly-related death which was a real tragedy.

Then, two months later, a freak flood ended up wiping out the entire downstairs of our building, including the server room. Note to IT people: Not a good idea to have server room within 500-year flood plain, it's like dancing with the devil himself.

A microburst (which is like a mini-tornado) knocked over a huge masonry wall on a huge retail store we were building, crushing a truck and almost killing one of our subcontractors.

A mudslide wiped out some basement apartments in a building we had just finished two weeks earlier.

So when Ernesto was blazing through town last week, our operations people sandbagged the lower floor of the building in the hopes we wouldn't have another freak flood. And...not a drop got into the building and we all high-fived each other that we had finally caught a break.

Yesterday morning, my friend R. walked into her building only to discover that there were two inches of water on the floor. Apparently the cleaning people had damaged one of the toilets and it had overflowed potty water all over the building all night long.

When the original freak flood happened, my cohorts and I were unceremoniously kicked out of the office in order to give our spaces to people who had been displaced, but from what I heard it was a nightmare trying to save all the paperwork and plans. They spent days airing out the offices, separating soaked sheets of paper and hanging them on a fence with clothespins trying to dry them out...sounds like fun, huh?

Well, our HR department was preparing to do a huge seminar next week on mold and how big of a litigation problem it is in the construction industry right now. They had ordered boxes and boxes of literature about Mold Awareness and how to prevent it on your jobsites.

Imagine the irony of walking into the flooded building, past piles of Mold Awareness binders spread out in the sunshine to dry....

I'm thinking at this point, the locusts are going to descend soon.

1 comment:

Mrs. Wheezer said...

How insensitive am I that I'm laughing?

And I wonder, what eats locusts?