Most of the bits of kit on my desk are now decorated with post-it notes. Matt's having my chair when I leave, being the only non-midget in the company. Steve A's getting roadkill. Margo's the worst, getting in first requisitioning my 21", 1600 by 1200 monitor before anyone else, and grabbing the stand it's on. And my scissors. She's even after my scissors.
There have even been attempts to nab stuff that's mine. Neil's been nosing around my USB drive. Margo has even tried to get my Homer figure, and I'm expecting a post-it on dawkins any time now. They had better not try anything, that's all I'm saying.
Picking over the bones, and I'm not even gone yet. Sigh.
BTW, my leaving do is next Friday. All welcome. Well, all non-teetotallers, that is.Posted to Apropos of nothing by Simon Brunning at March 09, 2007 02:49 PM