Rooftop garden

Somebody had a brilliant idea of remodelling the roof of our office building to house a deck and a community garden of sorts. No sunbathing at the office of course, but the whole building dreamt of taking their lunches underneath the shady lemon trees in the summer. So the management company went for it. Spent a few million dollars. Invested in the land, so to speak. And at the end of the day leased the place to an overpriced restaurant with a horrible kitchen that installed five tables between three cacti and dressed up the waiters in penguin suits. The executives lunched there three or four times before it went out of business and got boarded up and sealed off for months. Literally: there is a wax seal on the door. Who knows, maybe somebody got brutally murdered up there or something. Not like I've ever set eyes on the place, and I've been at the company for 12 years this month.