Lunchtime by the freeway

And so it goes. Enough people have gotten sick from the air that the building maintenance are bringing in "independent" contractors to look at the system and test the air quality. They're also doing construction somewhere in the 4 story building which promises to drive one batshit crazy.

I'd rather sit in a shady spot listening to the drone of both air and vehicular traffic during my lunch hour and fifteen minutes (why in god's name is lunch that long? I need 30 mins tops and would rather skip home early).

There simply wasn't enough to do today, for anyone. For me, this is a spill over from yesterday. So, I continued doing what I was doing yesterday - taking care of the plants in the office. If the air quality is so poor, why not molly coddle the plants that are there helping us breathe? Yesterday I had a heart to heart with a fern that is trying to decide if it wants to live or die. I cut probably 1/4 of the plant away and to say thank you I got scratched to hell by the thorns on the fern. Understandable, I would most likely do the same.

Today, I took tissues and began removing the dirt/filth from the leaves of the other plants. A couple of them have leaves that are almost as big as my head and the utter shite that was on the bigger leaves was incredible. A quasi crystalline structure covered them and it took some quite vigorous polishing to get it off. Off it did come, though, and under the layers of air-conditioner/heating reconditioned gunk were shiny leaves. I hope they're happy to be able to breathe as freely as they can in that atmosphere.