Flushing out the Prudes

I'm not sure if any of you remember me posting about some very nice post-it notes that P was given. I've linked it here.

I said jokingly that I might use them in the office and they might flush out the prudes. I did start using them but just for my own use and I occasionally messaged P with one, actually our son was down at the office the other day and he spotted them and thought they were great, said we should ask Bill for some more if he's got any left.

Anyway not to digress. Yesterday I had to do some photocopying, quite a pile of complicated paperwork, all in the right order, and I made some notes on the post-its and kept them in separate piles. Copying done I went back to office.

A bit later P went to the copy room for some coloured paper and came back to our office with a sheet of A4 with one of our little post-it notes stuck to it and a message saying more or less whoever this belongs to please remove and refrain from leaving such male laddish trash in communal areas. I didn't recognise the handwriting, I don't think it was from the admin office because they have sense of humour there. I wonder if the poster identified me as the culprit by recognising my scribble on the note, or maybe they saw me leave the copy room.

Now for the record I'd say about 40-50 people share the use of our copy room at various times, we have our own offices but certain shared facilities, and probably 70% of them are female and I'd say the writing was a woman's hand. I'd say the woman responsible should lighten up, goodness know what she'd think if I left a page of links to spanking blogs, I think the paramedics would have to be called.

Talk about flushing out the prudes.

Ronnie

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Flush out the Prudes

Thank goodness the weekend is almost here, though I do have to work a few hours tomorrow, unusual for me.

Picking up from where I left off Wednesday, the afternoon was better than the morning but the evening was a compromise, a truce perhaps. We stayed in, P cooked, it was very nice, we even had a bottle of wine as we weren't going out. I told him that next Wednesday is a date no excuses but I know what he'll say when Wednesday comes, 'We wont go out tonight as we'll be out Monday night at the Tina Turner concert and stopping over.' I wont be happy. Its not as if we spend a lot. Maybe I'll surprise him and tell him it's my treat, that should do the trick. Anyway enough of that, we'll see what happens next week.

Thought I'd show you these, they arrived late yesterday afternoon courtesy of Bill, you don't know him, just the thing to brighten up a desk not sexist either.. two of each blocks of sticky notes, boys and girls. Now I know where P got the sexy little telephone message pad from, Bill's company had them made as giveaways at Christmas and they've got some left over.

We share work and leads sometimes with Bill's firm, he's their sales director and he dropped by unexpectedly with a load of temporary employment contracts and these. P wasn't in. I had a cup of coffee with Bill, he's ok, he's having to go out more since the economy turned down, his business is labour related and with unemployment on the rise they're feeling the strain, as are we.

I left the contracts in a pile on P's desk and nicked the sticky notes for myself, they're lovely! I might even start sending messages now, inter-office might be fun, raise a few eyebrows, flush out the prudes :)

Ronnie

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