Since our Assistant Director left 8 months ago, his office has been unoccupied, as he has not been replaced. Obviously various bits of his kit have been plundered (thanks for the USB hub, Mike), but mostly the office has been used for the odd meeting, and full desk overflows. One item that I have lusted after however, has remained in place though. Today, a discussion about office furniture led me to take the bull by the horns and ask directly. My boss had no objection, his oppo in Strategic Planning didn't mind: I asked him to his face rather than take the sneaky road suggested by others. Bolstered by my reference to my current permanent backache, (related to poor posture and broken ribs of 3 months ago), I swapped it for the piece of crap known as my office chair.
I am now in full possession of a leather upholstered, fully adjustable, headrested, fat-arsed management chair.
6 comments:
You'll just be needing a Persian cat, then your plans for World Domination can commence. Feel free to start practicing the evil cackling. :)
Mwah ha ha ha ha !
Have you got the fat-arse to put in it?
Bristol City in the Premier League...? will never be right
Now that must be the difference between Local Government and Private Industry...in the latter, the chair would've been behind your desk (or someone elses) between seven and eight months ago...and without bothering the hierarchy either!
Can't beat a management chair - who is the daddy? ;]
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