The roof above my son's office leaks, repeatedly, and gets fixed, then leaks again next time a big storm comes. This is him looking seriously fed up that it always floods down onto his chair, and his desk.
Now... Please consider... This is in the nuclear physics department of the university. He is a clever lad, more clever than me, so why does this thought never occur to him? ...Move your desk... Too busy thinking about sub-atomic particles and supernovae for that, apparently. His Dad may have to go in and move it for him. They never really leave you... children.