Wednesday, March 05, 2008

This is where I work

This is where I work. At first, I was fearful at all times of the possibility of something falling and ending my life. This fear still exists but in limited fashion. We borrowed a friend's fisheye lens and I thought this was an excellent depiction of my life at work.

Greg, on the other hand, works at a very pristine, very professional office that looks something like Office Space inside. I just got a shot of the outside (daunting, isn't it?) but sometime soon he'll get a shot of his cubical. It is ridiculously more neat and orderly than my desk. In fact, it's hardly worth comparing.

I'd like to go on record, though, and say that my desk's chaos has nothing to do with my lack of orderliness. If it could be neat and tidy, it would be. There just isn't another place to put a darn thing. Even my purse constantly moves from the desk to the floor to the shelf next to the red onions. Maybe this is why I leave with a headache everyday...


Keith said...

O MY GOSH! I have failed as a Father

Sara said...

WOW! That's all I have to say. I mean words cannot express the cramped-ness that I feel just looking at your desk, Carrie.