Fire Marshall

At risk of getting myself into some sort of trouble, I'll plow ahead with something that happened at the office today. So, we moved buildings last week and early into this week. Today was the first day we could actually come in to the office since Friday, because the furniture was being moved and the electrical/ running water, installed. When I first walked into my office this morning I was aghast at the position my desk had been placed - facing the wall, desk and computer screen facing outward to anyone and everyone walking or nearby and plunked halfway between the entry door and back corridor. Why hire a designer when I could have done a bad job myself? After trying to throw my weight around and get it changed to something more worker-friendly (my weight amounting to no one particularly listening) I succeeded in hijacking a few people to help me do the move - hoping inertia would keep the desk the way I wanted. We finally got it into a position that still showcases my menial place on the totem pole but was much, much better than original. In comes our Man-With-MS (believe me, he is one of many proud tokens the boss has accumulated). First one person asked him if he could fit through the narrower corridor we had now created. He assured us he could. Next - the babbling committee I call my bosses - came out and again scratched their heads wondering if indeed this desk position was ok (no joke, one of the complaints was that my legs will now show through the bottom of the desk). Again Mr. MS wheels himself in and this time is accosted by not one but three people asking him if he can fit through the space. At this point I began to feel a little embarassed and wondered if part of having Multiple Sclerosis was attending a fire marshall class. Or perhaps he has succesfully passed through a series of classes that taught him each and every regulation the ADA enforces. Maybe next time we have someone learning disabled, or even down syndrome, in our office, I'll race to get the guy in the wheelchair. Hey, he's gotta know.