Current Date: July 12, 4023
Character: Noah Jans
Race: Demon – Sex
Age: 37, physically about 20
Current residence: Red Belt Asteroid
When a building that is so close to yours gets condemned and the workers scattered to the nearby businesses—we nearly had to take one of them in, but they were so different from anything we’d ever known, didn’t fit the bill with any of the birds we could have found for them, and all of our rooms were in use anyway—you find yourself at least a little interested in what’s going on.
I’m not going to lie, none of us saw the event that triggered the close-down, but we heard the sirens. Most of us ignored them because, well, sirens in this part, are not common but they’re not an unknown. What roused most of us from our day-sleep, I think, since this was during our off hours, was the fact that the sirens were just so ridiculously loud, thus, close.
Not that we all rushed to the windows to have a look, none of us actually did, mostly since only one side of the building has windows and that’s the front. That tends to happen when you’ve got buildings sandwiched together on all three of their four sides. It’s grand. Not that I mind. Anyway.
No, we learned more details about what had happened with the whole thing when they covered the thing in the paper that gets dropped for the building—that paper is usually for the clients to peruse while they wait for us to be free just before their appointments. Watching whatever it was about on the news would have been useless, that news channel isn’t even really a news channel, it tends to be a sort of search channel where people can locate the one house they’re looking for and find out more about their hours and their workers. It’s more or less the only open channel that anyone has access to while on this asteroid.
There wasn’t all that much to learn about, not from what I’ve read of it. A group of workers who’d only recently started working for that particular house had decided that playing a prank on another nearby house—the one they’d been removed from, so stated the paper—as some form of payment or whatever it was that the paper stated. I only caught what little was being read out loud by Macaw.
They made a statement about how it was inevitable that this would happen, they were a chaotic group of people, and their new boss should have known better than to give them rooms close to one another and make them all work the exact same hours.
That screams worker red flag to me. I don’t care how close you are to the people you work with, it’s not because the lot of you can’t control yourselves when you’re together that your place of employment—which, I’m aware, not everyone is doing this job out of choice—has to pay the price for that childishness. Because that’s not being chaotic, not as far as I’m concerned. It’s being immature.
Then again, I’m not my own boss. I’ll never be my own boss and I’ll never run my own house, so I’m sure that there’s plenty I don’t know about these things, and I could possibly be wrong, but I’ve been here long enough that I feel as though I have a good idea of what possibly makes a good working environment or not.
It’s hard to know if the building is ever going to be opened again. As far as anyone is aware, the place is fairly charred in spots inside and we’re lucky that other buildings haven’t gotten damaged during the fire. Then again, most buildings out here are meant to handle that kind of thing, at least from the outside, the materials used are supposed to help with that. Our own building has a surprisingly up-to-date sprinkler system too and I know how well it works, I should know.
One slightly charred protein some years back and we all got soaked. Thankfully, turning the system off was easy and it hadn’t been during working hours, so no guest got to witness the whole thing. Sure, we had to work our arses off to make sure that everything was clean, dry, and as pristine as it ever should be but that’s just one of those things, too. It was a good lesson in making sure we use the kitchen as we should and that we keep an eye on our food as it’s being prepared.
They might get the building repaired but considering the damage the paper states it has sustained; I don’t know if the current owner is going to want to bother with it. I guess that time will tell.