the state of our work bogs sometimes. Absolutely rank. To the point where the department manager will send an email on behalf of the cleaners complaining about the state they are in. Always the gents not the ladies.
On a separate note, the lady cleaner always pops her head round the door and says āhelloā to signify she is here to clean them, always, without fail, during my mid morning dump. Iāve nearly let out an audible FFS on several occasions. I donāt like to be rushed.