Milton Would Be Jealous
My new workspace is finally shaping up. On my first day my desk held nothing but a tray of veggies and dip someone had brought for a treat. I didn't have a computer the whole first week but now I've been issued my very own Mac Mini, which certainly lives up (down?) to its name. It's so tiny I could slip it into my purse and carry it away. It's dwarfed by the giant monitor. And some kind soul gave me her extra pens, pushpins, CD holders, etc., since my area had been completely picked over. Still don't have a wastebasket, though. But the best part is, my supervisor finally located a stapler for me. . . a RED SWINGLINE! Yay!.

