Here I was thinking we were getting our windows tinted because the outside world was supposed to be distracting! As it turns out, it’s more of a one-way tinting. It’s a bit darker outside, but that doesn’t bother me too much. This just means I can observe the streets below without the sun getting in my eyes quite as much.
Guess I won’t have to quit and move to a different office after all. And let’s just be honest with ourselves: what’s the point of an office in the middle of the city with gigantic windows if you’re not allowed to spy on people down below? Now that we’ve had the whole place decked out in some comprehensive office window tinting, we can look down as much as we like, and no one will be looking back.
It’s also a huge relief, because the saga of Mr Maziz and the uni students who keep stealing his fresh produce is really heating up. He’s known who it was for a while, because I saw him confronting them a few weeks ago. They’ve had to resort to guerrilla tactics and distractions to pick up a snack on their morning commute to their uni, which has also been pretty entertaining to watch. Yesterday Mr Aziz finally set up mirrors so he could catch them in the act, so I’m hoping tomorrow morning will bring some sort of legendary confrontation.
See, these tinted windows are GOOD for the company. Because of all the drama, I’ve been compelled to go and buy my lunch at Mr Aziz’s shop, because I feel sorry for what he has to put up with. And then there was that lady who forgot to put her pram brake on and her baby almost rolled out into the road. I’ve learned never to do THAT. Seriously, in Melbourne, commercial decorative windows should be a mainstay in ANY office. And staring out of the window? A hallmark of work contracts everywhere.
-Abigail