Ya know you might think this sad, but it still surprises me sometimes to think that I have a desk. It doesn’t happen all that often but last week I was talking with a couple of the guys in the pub and I realised I had lost something and I said “I must have left it on” small pause “my desk”. I doubt they noticed but I suddenly realised what I was saying and for a second it even felt silly to say it. When I first moved over to London and started in the office, I was in for my first day and I was brought to what would be my desk and I had the same feeling when I got a phone and an extension number. It was just a case of why would I get a phone and a phone number, what possible reason would you have for giving that to me. <\/p>\n
See it’s kinda sad and pretty silly, but until I moved over here I had never worked anywhere that I had a desk of my own and a phone. Bear in mind I had just come from a call centre so while I had a desk, I shared it with people and I couldn’t always have it. It was quite nice to have this desk which was mine and on this desk I had my phone and my computer and they weren’t for anyone else to use. They are mine. It was a strange feeling which I thought I had grown out of but I guess there is still a little bit of that in me.<\/p>\n
Actually there is a couple of things I guess these days that give me the same feeling but it’s not all that sad (well it is) but it’s kinda cool at the same too. Access rights, it’s always good to get as much as possible, you never know when you need it. I’ve seen that more and more recently, the same goes for tools. I horde them and I backup my hordes. In my opinion it is a damn good habit and one I plan on sticking with for a long time.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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