annoying things about my office falling down

- My office is falling down, and I don't consider falling down to be the ideal state for an office I have to work in.

- My office fell down last year as well, but they hastily patched it up and decided it would probably be fine for a couple of hundred people to keep working in it.

- It was discovered that the office was falling down (still falling down, or a whole new falling down, I'm not sure) because they did a refit to allow one of the bigwigs to have a bigger office, a sofa, and a 40-inch TV.

- That refit was over a year in the planning, and everybody decided not to check if the office was falling down, or if any building work would make the office fall down more, until they started drilling into things.

- Immediate evacuation of the falling-down office has been advised, but apparently it's not falling down badly enough for us to not have to work here until they find somewhere else to put us.

- Most of us will probably be moving to the offices of our sponsor department, who have been imposing ever-increasing space restrictions on us but have 50 spare desks just lying around waiting, presumably, for an emergency like this.

- The closest tube to the sponsor office is a scary busy one, and I have a history of losing consciousness (falling down, if you will) on scary busy tubes.

- The powers that be have informed non-London parts of the organisation that the reason for this immediate and unplanned evacuation is that the office (which, may I remind you, is falling down) is "quite expensive".

- It has been suggested to us by mid-level higher-ups that we not make a fuss about the office falling down, because the higher-level higher-ups don't like it when people make a fuss about silly things like offices falling down.

- All the doors to offices and kitchens have been locked and taped up with stripy hazard tape.

- I do not appear to be in possession of any stripy hazard tape.

- We are obligated to fix, but may choose not to return to, the office that's falling down, which annoys me because of a) uncertainty and b) unnecessary effort.

- The idea of buildings falling down in general unnerves me, because inside is where it's safe and I don't like the thought of inside suddenly not being there anymore.

- I am sitting twenty-two floors up, and if the office falls down our fate will be somewhat worse than "exposure to traffic noise and March weather".

- Sitting twenty-two floors up and being told the office is falling down fills me with the need to write unnecessarily dramatic sentences about "fate".

- Thinking about my office falling down while I'm in it is making me eat anxiety chocolate I don't want.

- Seriously, why am I sitting in an office that's been declared "about to fall down"?

- This just happened:

Me: Why are we sitting in an office that's about to fall down?
Manager: Well, I suppose it's not really falling down.
Me: So why are we evacuating?
Manager: Because the building's falling down.

...and I feel at once too smart and not smart enough for this level of logic.