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The Task Is Set Up

The Task Is Set Up - Joseph Gaillard

It is 9:30 am and I'm already in office. Our working hours are usually from 10 am to 7 pm but on Mondays I prefer coming in early. I like our office when there is nobody in it. I'm slowly walk along the desks; some of them are stacked by specifications of some charts, others are completely empty. Some desks have computers, others are empty. Under some desks the changing shoes stand, there is not even a chair in front of others. Yes, more than a half of our chairs are empty. That's a case for hiring new staff or the business travels of somebody from other cities and countries. We are a big international company of air quality testing Montreal, with offices developing in Montreal and Toronto, and the headquarters in Cyprus. We occupy four floors in the modern office center. However, just behind our buildings ruins of some aviation plant begin and we try not walking here on payday.

My desk stands at the corner, between the plastic partition and the wall. Just above me I see the air conditioner and when it becomes very hot outside, I have to bring a sweater from home not to get frozen. As for my opinion, the best air conditioner is the open window but windows cannot be opened in our office. I think architects of this building have heard about nervous breakdowns among office workers, so they have decided to reduce the number of suicides. But the view from our twelfth floor is really amazing. It's a pity that for the most part of the day I close the blinds, to prevent the sunlight from flashing on the screen and blinding my eyes. That's why lights are always on at our office.

Some guy has shaken my hand as a greeting, and has sat at the desk next to me. He sat down here last Monday, a week ago, but I still don't know his name. He and I are working under different projects. Yes, by the way, I'm working under the project called "The Complex Corporative Solution," or "COCOSO". It is a very complex system consisting of many modules, dozens of layers and hundred thousands of files with the initial code. The system is so large that nobody knows what it does.

After I've scrolled my mouse I've put my PC in sleep mode and have launched my browser. Last Friday, our project manager, George, went visit to our prospective customers in the Democratic Republic of Congo. Today there will be a Skype meeting in which, traditionally, our whole department will take part. Of course, only George and our group manager, Rene, will be speaking. Other ten members will switch off their microphones and will lazily read Twitter and Facebook.

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