I have a bag that lives under the stairs. It contains:
- six photo frames containing pictures of my children
- a lint remover
- a nail file
- a Lemsip sachet
- a plant pot
- a stress toy (from a Google event)
- a pen
and this:
Silly isn’t it?
These are the things I packed up from my last desk almost a year ago. When I moved into my new job I was told my desk was only temporary and I would be moving desks soon. So I didn’t make myself comfortable, except of course for taking in some tea bags, a mug or two, drugs (Paracetamol and Ibuprofen) and USB fairy lights.
I think the bag might go into work on my first anniversary at the temporary desk. Unless of course I’ve moved desks by then.
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