There is something in our office that started stinking the joint up a couple of weeks ago. It's a funky old building with lots of character. But there are those days when the temperature drops, the wind howls, and the furnace can't keep up with the drafts and holes throughout this old lady. Lately, those drafts and holes have become a nemesis, as the stench of some sordid mess wafts through the joint turning nostrils inside out.
The first day it was noticed, the occasional stare at one another, wondering with a hint of accusation who the Turd is that keeps dumping air bombs in his drawers. One morning, with no one in the office all night, Riel and I both arrive at the same time to find the thick taste of this stench becoming quite palpable, and most definitely not palatable. We open the windows, let the air through, freshen the place up a little with some incense, and we manage through the day without to much to do. All the same, precautions were taken.
The next day the Landlord's general contractor's arrived to track down the odour. The building's old oil furnace had long since been removed and replaced by a boiler forcing radiated heat along exterior wall baseboards. If you occupy the right corner, you roast comfortably. If you're like me, you want the window seat where you can watch the cobwebs waving as the wind blows through the cracks and splinters along this drafty frame. As it stands, this open and exposed vent seems to be a strong source for the offensive soupy smell.
Not able to fish or poke around into the walls adequately to find its' source, they resort to the crafty handyman's ultimate work-around. Patch the hole and seal it. It might have been a good idea in a building with far fewer drafty cracks and crevices. Two weeks later they were in the office today as mutiny amongst the ranks followed upturned noses right back out the door after they arrived this morning. Lucky me. I sat around, in the smell, waiting for help to arrive.
I can't tell you what a fiasco today turned out to be. I managed to take some pictures, but they won't do justice to the mess that was created and the hilarity of who and how. I literally had to wait for the dust to settle. Oh yes, this will be good for our computers, workstations, etc.
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