Tuesday, November 10, 2009

It's not that I'm lazy, it's that I just don't care.

So I promised everyone over at Bev's place that I'd show you my official workspace, where I do the stuff that goes with that whole employment thing I have going on (and sometimes things like this that don't).

So here goes.

Yes, there are two cups on my desk. What you can't see behind the monitor are two water bottles and another cup. I'm down to one stress ball on the desk, the rest have been safely hidden away in one of the drawers. To the right is my perpetually-knotted headset. Mustn't forget the blatant product placement hanging on the wall! You can't see the second stapler, the black mark at the very left of the desk, which is my Milton-tribute Swingline. For looks only. The plastic fork is for jump-starting my little desk fan when it decides not to spin. And yes, I'm one of those ergonomic keyboard nerds.

Like you're surprised.

And then there's my Get Fuzzy collection, things that make me chuckle when I'm feeling blue. And a business-card-sized piece of Velcro. If I knew why, I'd tell you.

And I think I may have mentioned the leaky ceiling. Maybe.

Because this is my workplace, I don't have copies of my unfinished novels lying about, those are in the other office. My desk used to be far worse clutter-wise, but since I travel as much as I do, I try to keep it tidy(er). We also have a new 'clean desk' policy, requiring anything potentially secure to be locked away at night. In my case, if I put something in a drawer, it ceases to be useful, and will eventually go into the locked shred bin.

Because that's how I roll, yo.


carissajaded said...

Niccceeee... my desk looks about a million times worse than this... My boss sent me an email about it the other day!

Bev said...

I love it! The original artwork really classes up the joint! Really, the framed prints ALMOST make up for that ceiling. Egads.

Thanks for playing, Elliott!

Samsmama said...

That ceiling continues to terrify me and make me worry for your safety, but you knew that. Is that a Wendy's cup? Mmm...Baconator! Meet for lunch tomorrow?

Elliott said...

Carissa - if we hadn't just received a company-wide memo about a clean-desk policy the day before I went out of town, mine would look about a million times worse, too.

The nice thing about Lori's pictures is I can look at them and pretend I'm there, and almost tune out the peripheral vision of the gaping holes and shorted light in the ceiling.

Smama - Baconator, indeed. I can justify that by walking across the street to the restaurant, thus working off the calories. See you there, say noonish?

Be nice and share!

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