Because there is drilling going on in my office today, I'm finding myself sitting around quite a bit because I CANNOT THINK WHEN MY OFFICE SOUNDS LIKE A DENTIST'S OFFICE ON STEROIDS.
Pfff. Anyway, I always find it facinating when people share what the insides of their purses or rooms or offices look like, so I thought I'd share a photo of what I see when I'm not directly staring at the computer screen. Forgive the photo quality, I had to take it on my cell phone, which is not to be confused with the cell phone that you see sitting on the desk next to the Post-it notes.
Let's see. Tacked to the wall is my cartoon Ludacris. He's my muse. There's a picture down and to the right of some nuns -- one of them is my friend's sister. To the left of Ludacris is a photo of Santa Claus.
The DayQuil, Coke Zero and coffee mug are self-explanatory. The cup holding my writing utensils/scissors/eating utensils has a sticker that reads 'Contributing to the Delinquency of a Minor/Providing Alcohol to a Minor Class A Misdemeanor' (yes, it's obnoxiously capitalized like that). Then there's the Kung-Fu Panda and some alien that came out of Happy Meals. Sigg bottle, Treo, iPod -- which I'm listening to while trying to block out the drilling.
The little white thing stuck to the bottom of the monitor is a fortune cookie fortune that reads: 'Your life will be happy and peaceful' (in bed, but not while sitting in the office, obv.) And that orange furry thing at the top is indeed the Weight Watchers hungry monster.
What's on my desk that you can't see in this shot: lots of books, a pair of binoculars, an autographed photo of Johnny Bench, an inoperable light-up magic wand, my Salvador Dali Museum magnet and a cheap plaque from the company commemorating my three years of service (which they gave to me on my fourth anniversary with the company, but who's counting).
I hope I haven't given away any company secrets with that. I'm sure you're even more confused about what I do now. So what's on your desk?