Mrs IP still at work, because her company is still figuring out how to get fucking Slack working (their PCs still mostly run Internet Explorer, and they are admin-locked, with only one part-time tech support guy who works nights barely available to make changes), let alone remote access to their systems. But, hey, all’s good, because they’ve put in place a stringent set of requirements, including:
- Removing all filing from desks (in what’s principally a paper-based org)
- Forcing everyone to eat lunch IN THEIR CARS (and closing the kitchen facilities)
- Having all meetings outside, in the cold
- Denying anyone the means to move between the two buildings
- Cleaning every three hours
- Regular temperature checks
Now, I’d broadly on board with about one and a half of those. My wife notes: “Nobody is getting any work done.”
ARGH. Meanwhile, at mini-IP’s school, they are now down SIX staff and an increasing number of students, whose families are self-isolating. But they pretty much have to stay open, for various reasons. YAY, UK! We’re doing so well!