An incident occurred today at lunch that was a little disconcerting. Parts of the office are not only cold but also have a continuous blast of cold air being pumped into them. A request to have the air ducts checked in the room must have been made because towards the end of lunch a repairman came in to take a look. He was grumbling and mumbling things to himself as well as explaining to us some possible issues. Everything was fine until I heard what I thought was “you can only take so much”. At that the term ‘going postal’ came crashing into my head so I quickly collected my remnants of lunch and all but ran out the door. The repairman seemed to be in fine spirits and gave no impression he was on the verge of snapping but after a comment like that, it just seemed like the time to leave.
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