Oh great. Now they say we can’t use the north entrance. Apparently there’s a slab of concrete on the roof that’s loose and liable to fall any moment, i.e. if you’re really unlucky, that slab of concrete would fall a total of eight stories before hitting your head.
Ever since the Great Microwave Tirade, I’ve been using the entrance to get to the next building to use the microwave. (Why? Stupid department politics, that’s why.) Now I can’t even do that. I guess I’ll bring a sandwich tomorrow.