Our office is a bit like the Marie Celeste these days. Half of those who used to work here have been shipped out to new locations, and about a quarter of the others took the money and ran so those of us who remain are rattling round somewhat. At the time of writing, there are only three of us making use of the 20 desks I can see from my perch. Still, we are being shipped out to a different office ourselves soon where it will all be noise and crowds again. In fact so crowded that the 30 in our team are only being allocated 23 desks, so we will have to rely on holidays, sickness, study and site visits to ensure that we never all need to be in at once. Worse still, it is out on the edge of town rather than in the centre, so my lunchtime wanderings are not going to be as interesting - although presumably not so expensive either. Although we will be right next door to ASDA.
As such we are going through another orgy of archiving or chucking stuff out. It always amazes me how much junk manages to accumulate over a short space of time. Partly through the previous unreliability of our networks driving people to print and file every email they receive. Folders and folders of them litter the desks, shelves and cupboards and never actually get referred to again. Maybe one day the paperless office will become a reality, but I can't see it for a few years yet.
Anyway, that's all I've really got to say today. Just want to add that if you've ever (a) read a book or (b) bought a book you'll probably enjoy Jen Campbell's blog, and if you do then she's doing a great poetry project to raise some money for a worthwhile charity here.
1 comment:
Sounds a bit grim. I'm not sure which sounds toughest; rattling around in an empty office, finding discarded chewed biros and gonks to remind you of departed colleagues, or being playing 'desk tag' in an overstuffed space.
Make sure you have a good weekend.
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