The progression today from an empty, open space, (which I figured would be a good spot for a hot tub, but was unable to convince the boss) to a desk of class AND distinction....not class distinction.
They say it's new and improved, and it matches. Dave will be happy.;-)
It's nice to get a new and improved desk. It doesn't excite me much though. I could have been quite happy with the old battleship grey one but it seems we just needed to have something that looked a bit better when entering the government space.
Seven fellows came from the furniture company to put it all together. Seven. In the end when all were gone, the two girls Twila and Val from the office had to come and do some adjusting of the tack board and some talking over as to how to get the gaping space in the front of the desk to come together. Val said she would somehow adjust the legs to get it right. Twila fit the tack board properly.
Gender roles....we just seem to place them upon one another, don't we? We'll save that for another discussion...
The desk will be there in that same spot, long after I'm gone. But one day in the future, another desk will come to take it's place. One day in the future, someone will sit at that desk and will take my place too.
Life at times just seems to be one big shifting from one generation to the next. The "new and improved" for one generation, will end up "old" for another generation and will in turn, have to get their own "new and improved".
I guess we should just enjoy the new and improved while it is that.
Hopefully, I'll be new and improved too, when I get to heaven. Oh God, please make it so.
Hopefully, I'll be new and improved too, when I get to heaven. Oh God, please make it so.
5 comments:
Oh my! That looks AMAZING! Are there any windows near by.....?
And I REALLY like the name card in front! :)
Shauna, my October 1st post gives you an idea of what I see from my desk. I've got the best seat in the house!!
Ya, well, the name card just goes with the territory. I'd rather be called "Sharon" than "Mam"...;-)
If you don't have one, you should get one, although people probably call you "dear" or "sweetie" already...or something like that I'm sure...certainly not "MAM"!!!
I'd talk to the boss. Your boss just may go for the hot tub scenario, too. Pitch him for both, I say.
That looks pretty spiffy. I'm impressed.
Guess I should thank all my Sask compatriots. I am provided for by their tax money. Ohhhhh...yaaaaaa
Thank you, thank you very much...
I love it Sharon!
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