Ratho. Ratho? Where the is Ratho?
So its all change and oddness at work at the moment. Thanks to a bizarre managment decision, the offices I work for are being relocated to….Ratho, of all places. Certainly this is an interesting decision, and I think it has a lot to do with the fact that the company is unwilling to continue paying rent on a 3-storey building if we’re only actually using one floor. I think Ratho was chosen mostly because they already had a building they could convert out there, and it was easy for the bosses to get to in their cars.
Meh. Its going to be a pain for me to get to. The bus service out to there isnt exactly frequent, and I have to get out to Haymarket to actually catch it.
And there NOTHING out there…barely any shops, the nearest pub is 20 minutes walk away, the only shop is a Scotmid ffs. Ghah.
Anyway, Friday was the last dat at the old office. We kinda, did some work..but not much. We had themed music and silly posters up on the walls and it was all a bit daft. Monday morning is going to be chaos. I got a tour round the new offices on Thursday, and the printers werent set up, the server was having a snooze, and the phones didnt work.
I can’t wait….
Sounds like a barrel of laughs…