Left hand, right hand anyone?

About 8 months ago, we lost hot water in our office kitchen. This was because our water heater was condemned, as it had been leaking, and causing our friends in Health and Safety to write letters home to their mothers. Some time elapsed, during which, we naively assumed our water heater would be replaced. Sadly, this was not to be the case. There was some debate, it would seem, as to who exactly was going to foot the bill for the repair. Whilst all the big wigs discussed the minutia of detail regarding budgets and spreadsheets and such like, my colleagues and I still had no hot water.

About 6 weeks ago, a crisis loomed when at the height of the H1N1 virus (that's piggie 'flu in English) epidemic (sorry forgive me ignorance PAN-demic), a lady collapsed in our office with a suspected case of the aforementioned infection.

A brief discussion between myself and infection control which highlighted the need to wash our hands regularly resulted in the words "Oh, you have a problem, I'll see what I can do..."

More time elapsed. More correspondence. More cold washes. Nothing it would seem could lever the corporate might of the mighty NHS into resolving this intriguing dilemma. So whilst one part of the NHS was happy to spend money on a Zen garden, another could ill afford a water heater.

Mmmm, as if this was not frustrating enough, today was the day of the office move. Hurrah I hear you all shout. Needless to say, this brought about, it's own set of trials and tribulations. There were desks that moved and shouldn't have been. There were no live network points at the start. The removal firm insisted on moving the boxes over, before moving the desk over, so we had our files and such like, but no-where to put them!

And at the time of writing this article, no-one in my team had a working telephone, or was able to print anything. So all in all a really successful day.

This brings me back nicely to our water heater. Today of all days, they decide to turn up to replace it! On the day we move out! Thank you God. You may of course already be laughing at the irony of this. However the final humiliation of the day was when the workman admitted that he couldn't finish the job as this needed an electrician. Marvellous. So now, in the old office, we have a water heater that can't actually heat water until someone else arrives.

Is it me? Am I missing something?