Taming of the Poo Smell

Remember a couple of weeks ago when the 8th floor of our office building smelled like poo? Well, after two weeks of the industrial fans blowing ineffectually, they finally have decided to do some repairs. The first step included cutting a gigantic hole in the ceiling of the ladies room--and then leave it like that for days. They have also cut big gaping holes in the walls in the corridor, which are now covered in plastic sheeting and pretty blue tape. That's right, I work in the ghetto. At least it doesn't smell like poo anymore.

In other news, it's the day before the day before Thanksgiving, the boss is off tomorrow and usually gives us a half day (although no one is holding their breath), and my face is officially no longer swollen. Woo to the Hoo!