Wednesday, 11 January 2012

Fearsome Floors

In this age of austerity there is much belt tightening going on.
Here in the Great Kitchens, where I work (as opposed to the slightly more homely Castle Kitchens where I play), it has been announced that we will sublet the second floor and all workers must pack their pots and pans and squeeze into new nooks and crannies on the ground and first floors.
 
So I am packing my belongings, into cardboard boxes, and getting ready to relocate.
 
As with all these things, there have been heated discussions over where everyone has to go. Originally, my department (omelets and washing up) had been earmarked for an area known affectionately as "the dungeon". It's name bequeathed on it due to the lack of natural light and the dimly lit corners.
 
This sounded ideal, to me; I was looking forward to packing my mithril coat, and spare axe, to go in search of fame, fortune and monsters.
Sadly the rest of the team rebelled and we were offered different real estate. Unadventurous cravens, the lot of them.
 
So, it seems, we are to move to the first floor where light floods in, through the high arched palisades, and an Arkenstone lights the central hallway.
If you ask me it makes us a target, for giant wyrms in search of a lair, but you can't argue with the 'business prerogative' nor the cost benefit calculations.
 
My principle worry is that I will get fat.
You see, every day I climb two flights of stairs in the morning and descend them again in the evening. If I pop out at lunchtime I do it all again.
 
Once on the first floor this distance will be halved.
I will be doing precisely 50% less exercise every day. I think I should demand gym membership as compensation.
(The only other alternative is that I half my doughnut consumption but that would be madness).
 
It is my opinion that the accountants just do not think these things through.
 
Still, tomorrow I must move my worker meeple to a different 'location' space. The problem with these 'limited Action Point' games is that there's just never enough turns to do everything you want... which is why I am not holding my breath for my furniture, or my IT equipment, to arrive at the same time.
 
Still, all the running around I may have to do, to find my stuff, may help with the potential weight gain.

2 comments:

Count Zero said...

I expect the first few days you will still absent mindedly walk up those extra steps only to realize your swipe card won't let you back into level 2. So your exercise plan will diminish over time.

Then increase as the dementia sets in.

Steerpike said...

I think the dementia has already set in. It's a wonder I can even find my way to work