3/03/2005

Office geography lesson

OK, interoffice mail delivery guy, here's a quick overview. The chair? You know, the one in front of my desk? That's for me to sit in. And my desktop? That's where I spread out the papers and stuff I need to do my job. The mail addressed to me? Ever since we moved into this building and you've started doing this job, there has been a neat feature hanging on the outside of my cubicle called "an in-box." You'll recognize the one that holds my mail by my name and the word "IN." And my boss' mail? His can go in the box that has his name and the word "IN." You may have noticed these contraptions once or twice, perhaps on the ocassions when you bumped into them, knocking them askew, while entering my cubicle to leave a pile of mail on my chair or on top of the work I have on the deskpad. And remember when you asked me if I have a place for my outgoing mail? And I showed you that box right underneath the in-boxes? Yeah. That hasn't changed either. So, picking up what is in there would be nice. Thanks.

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