Just wait until Christmas!
My colleagues always hate me when holiday season rolls around, because I love to decorate my desk. Personally I think this year's Halloween offering is fairly restrained - I drew the line at the motion-activated laughing skeleton, after all...
The bear is sort of our library mascot. His name is Chester. He's mine but he lives here. And it amuses me no end that not one of my colleagues even blinked at the fact that I own a cloak. I think they've basically resigned themselves to the fact that I am an intelligent, efficient, high-functioning eight-year-old girl.
The bear is sort of our library mascot. His name is Chester. He's mine but he lives here. And it amuses me no end that not one of my colleagues even blinked at the fact that I own a cloak. I think they've basically resigned themselves to the fact that I am an intelligent, efficient, high-functioning eight-year-old girl.