On another blog the author asked the people who follow her to send a picture of the place where they write. I’m not sure why I found that interesting but I did. Every now and again, during lunch I take a few minutes to write ideas for this blog. Sometimes I end up writing an entire post, today is one of those days. Usually, however I blog while sitting on my recliner while watching tv. My desk is an average desk, probably made in the early 60s. It has a shallow front drawer which is full of pens and other implements of destruction. On the right side are two drawers one of which is a filing cabinet which is seldom used, the other is another shallow drawer full of, paper clips, bull dog clips, a calculator, push pins and other thing-a-ma-bobs. The left side is the exciting side. Three drawers, my keys and wallet in the top, and I have not opened the others for a month. Perhaps I should hold a ‘guess what is in my desk’ contest. Off to the left is the desk top computer followed by the phone that I never use as I use my cell phone, in front of the phone are various papers, on the papers is a ruler and tabs for some dividers to sort out a file cabinet that I sadly do not use. Two modems that need mailed out to another warehouse, an old-fashioned stapler and a cup of pens. Beside all that is my personal cell phone, my iPod, a wrench, modern stapler, a marker, directly beside me still to my left is a blue coffee cup, (The floor broke my company issued red coffee cup when I dropped it) a speaker for my computer a pad of post-it-notes atop a miniature pallet. Beside that: a receiving stamp a sponge baseball and eyeball a staple remover and two more markers. Moving to the right, is the other speaker, a remote for the tv that we don’t have, a guy sitting on a toilet holding a roll of tape, (supposed to be toilet paper), a box containing extra keys for the van, box-truck, tech window and back gate, more paperwork. There is a bottle of diet Pepsi, more paperwork, a scissors that doesn’t belong to me…yet, my computer mouse and there is a piece of paper under my keyboard which I’m sure I put there because it is important, but I can’t remember why.
My desk at work
For those of you who might be wondering. The space directly across from me is my supervisors desk. unfortunately I only got a portion of my desk in the shot. My lunch hour was running down so I didn’t have a lot of time to play around.
So? What is on your desk?
PanningForGold 
I can’t read what is says on your computer screen!!!
Well, the truth of the matter is that was done on purpose. That is the main page of a program we use a lot, from there I can access or manipulate stock, such as modems and digital boxes. I thought it best to make sure that no actual information was showing.
I had actually figured that.
You don’t want to know. I don’t want to know!
My desk is full of papers, on the wall, beside me and the back of me. I like to pile papers during the year to see how much bull shit i go thru each year and then dump the whole crap in the blue bind to recycle in the beginning of the year. must recycle. Oh yes, I do have a phone of which is attached to my ear and I do have a computer that I stare at, unless i am looking out the window to see the planes coming in for a landing. Other than that, my desk is empty.
My desk is never empty, it always has crap on it. The cork board next to my desk has papers, the desk behind me is full of papers, there are always modems and digital boxes that belong to other warehouses that need to be entered into a spread sheet (that I’ll never look at again, but I must have it) and then mailed to their proper homes. My saving grace is that my supervisors desk has piles of papers larger than mine. And then of course there is the warehouse itself. We basically work at clearing spaces only to fill them back up again.