British Airways
One of the cool things about working at Congress House is the sense you have of national events unfolding around you. Just lately, the building’s been hosting the negotiations around the British Airways dispute.
Yesterday the guy in the phone shop wanted to know if I thought he’d still be able to get to his brothers stag do in Miami. I had no idea of course, its not like they announce updates throughout the building on a tannoy.
A whole bunch of journalists are camped outside the main entrance, sometimes until midnight, waiting for some news to happen. I have to push past them to get in and out of work.
This morning Willie Walsh walked past and they all formed a little scrum around him like a flock of camera wielding geese. There is a TV in the canteen and from where I was sitting I could watch events simultaneously in real life and on the screen.
Later on I begin to wonder what would happen if I were to get dressed up in a sharp suit, march out of the front door and make an “announcement.”
“Don’t worry it all sorted out!”
Before I can get any further with this dangerous line of thought, John Ball wanders into the office with the latest news. It seems the talks have broken down.
Too bad phone shop guy, looks like the strike is on.
