Chirky

This morning I discovered that today will be "one of those days." I came into my
office to find that I forgot to log off my computer last night. This doesn't
seem like such a big deal to some, but I'm anal, so it is to me.

I'm also in a bit of a battle with the custodial crew. Every morning for the
past for the past 9 months I come my office and play hide-n-seek with my trash
cans. They are in a new place everyday! Who knew that they could be placed in so
many different arrangements in my office? EVERY MORNING I find them, put them
back where they belong (my trash cans have assigned seating), and begin my day.

They BELONG under my desk, on the far right side. The blue recycle trash can
goes to the far right, and the regular black trash can belongs just to the left
of the recycle bin. Who knew this was such a difficult concept?

I am considering getting a chain and chaining them to my desk. That way, they
would stay in place and could STILL be emptied by removing the liner bag. Or,
perhaps I should write a polite note IN PERMANENT MARKER on all sides of the
trash cans, informing the custodial crew of the proper placement of the trash
cans?

And why are they called trash cans, when they aren't cans at all? They're square
plastic buckets. Maybe I should call it a trash bucket? But the word bucket
suggests that it is circular, like a water bucket. It's not circular at all. And
really, it's not square. It's a RECTANGLE.

This is just too much for me this morning.