"If I could just have five minutes with everybody at three o'clock," said my boss, "there's something I'd like to talk about with you all."
Moss Side has fallen though. We're not moving to Moss Side at all. We're not moving anywhere until after Christmas. We don't have to leave the building we're in until September. Next September.
I looked around the room as the announcement was made. Smiles broke out amongst the call centre guys. I'm not sure why. We could end up somewhere much further away. Bolton. Oldham. Bury. Small victories though, should be seized upon and cherished. Maybe this hideous dry run of an office move will inspire my bosses to handle any real move more tactfully. Then again, maybe it won't.