Thank you greatly for the 100’s of responses I got from my last blog. Your kind words and suggestions have filled me with so many ideas that my cup of creativity doth overflow. I am astounded by the size of the following I appear to have and your continued interest in my life here in the mad house of my work place. You are too, too kind.
For those of you of quick mind and wit you may have picked up on a hint of sarcasm in that last paragraph. I could have over done it a bit I admit but I like to make a point. That point being in this case that I received 1 reply for my last blog (if you recall I was asking for suggestions for future stories and tales) and that was from someone asking for a picture of my desk.
A picture of my desk. That’s all.
I’ve had to decline this odd request purely on the basis of my lack of technical expertise. I haven’t been able to figure out how to upload photo’s from my phone to my computer and I’m not sitting here taking pictures of an untidy surface with a computer screen and pen holder on it. People will think I’ve gone mad. Well the mad people might not but the others will. I’d hate to be pigeon holed.
Plus it’s got me suspicious. Why would anyone want to see my desk? It’s really not that exciting and hasn’t been mentioned in any previous blogs as part of some hair raising or hilarious story. Colleagues have yet to copulate across my desk, I haven’t got into work to find a ticking package sitting on my chair, there has been a distinct lack of vandalism or practical jokes administered on my work space, in fact all in all it’s incredibly dull. This leads me to one conclusion, that whoever this ‘anonymous’ blogger may be they are trying to catch me out. To blow my cover and reveal my true identification to the world! To use this information as a reason for blackmail, forcing me to part with my hard earned (hmmmm, well lets not go too far eh?) cash or else Moon Monkey gets a link in the post! To lead to my ultimate downfall! My sacking from this esteemed company and into a life of shame, rejection and the dole. And, most importantly to rob you of this blog which would of course be deleted……destroyed…….with only tales and rumours of the infamous Andre and plain weird CJ floating on the winds of time, passed down through generations and into the annuls of weird shit.
On the other hand it could just be an innocent request posted by a kind reader who is genuinely interested in me and my working home.
I’m going to err on the side of caution this time though and go with the technical problem as an excuse.
Normal service should hopefully resume tomorrow if I have anything of note to write about…..
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