I think the auditors mighta got the hint by now

It could be a sign that the word has gotten around our audit firm but we never seem to get the same people coming in year on year to inspect our books.

Auditors conducting an inspection are never quite as popular as they would like to be, but even then, I suspect last year's representatives did not expect bits of ceiling tile to come raining down on their heads as they bent over our books and tried desperately to sort out the mess. I mean, nothing particularly exciting ever happens around here (other than paperwork) but come audit time, a ceiling tile decides to detach from the ceiling with an accompanying strip of metal and the next thing you know, the auditors are screaming and running from the room.

Of course we called the Landlord to come around and check, but they gave us the same explanation we got when we asked about the water dripping from the ceiling and why is the aircon not cold ("uh ... dunno") which was no help. But anyway.

This year's batch arrives all smiley and fresh, and after the first hour with our post-Carrier man air-conditioned office, they were two little frozen calculating blocks of ice. Which was okay in comparison to what happened the next day which is our contractors came into the office en masse to start on the renovations. Stripping out the carpet from under their feet and replacing ceiling tiles above their little heads as they tried to carry on working was, unfortunately, included in the list of activities planned by the contractor. I ran into the auditors at the end of yesterday in the lift, and they were 50% less smiley and 80% less fresh. Do you conduct all of your audits in a construction site, I asked. Nobody laughed except me. I think one of them was grinding her teeth.

Anyway, all's well that ends well. They concluded their audit today (in record time!) and left all smiling and cheery again. I'm sure it had nothing at all to do with the fact that we've been huffing fumes from the new carpet glue all morning and all afternoon. There's a small blue man sitting on my desk helping me type this and he assures me it's definitely not the case. Look, there's a unicorn!