We're taking a bit of a breather while the world rearranges its underpants. Meanwhile, the other blog is here.

Tuesday, October 30, 2007

Once for charity with Sir Harry Lauder

"Please could you sign these orders?"

asks Noreen, indicating a pile of orders that have built up so far this week, all requiring Mary's signature before they can go in the post. (e-procurement? don't make me laugh: between the auditors, the library managers and the IT section we'd be better off with semaphore)

"I can't, I'm being Frog today,"replies Mary.

In the time taken for the subsequent explanation, the latest about her daughter and her views on different brands of soft licorice she could have signed a month's worth of orders.

Still, what's stock ordering in the scheme of things?


The Topiary Cow said...

Cow was told yesterday the Boss had no time to meet on a pressing project.

Boss did have time to chat with the secretary for a couple hours though.

Today being Halloween, there will be countless time commitments to trick-or-treating, so there won't be time to meet today.


Kevin Musgrove said...

It's good to know your place. And it's always good to know The Boss is going to make sure you know your place!

Wish him a happy birthday for me. (-;

The Topiary Cow said...

Yup. Cow Place (doormat). Boss Place: Shoe.

Must remember.


Kevin Musgrove said...

You have better bosses than us. Our Boss Place: other end of leg.