I just literally got sealed into my apartment with plastic sheeting. (They're finally painting our section of the building.)
I suppose it's a good thing I don't have a client meeting this afternoon, considering they didn't even knock on my door and say, "By the way, we're painting your area right now." They just started sealing me in, even though the blinds are open and they looked right at me!
I guess it's a good thing they're painting and not fumigating.
