Just in case you missed last week's inaugural post, here's the deal. I inherited a desk and half of an office from a long list of venerable arts editors. All of them left a layer of stuff, things, trinkets, periodicals, tchotchke, edibles and more, in between layers of paper. As I excavate, I share the strangest or funniest bits.
Today's find: pearl necklace. Go ahead, make all the jokes you can think of right away. Get it out of your system. We did it too.
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Office Excavations
The weird stuff I'm finding in the workplace
V.20 No.18 | 5/5/2011
Culture Shock
My Farewell Column
It is time once again for me to bid you, my fair reader, adieu.
I am moving back to Oklahoma, a state apparently bent on my destruction. I had some great tornado jokes lined up for this column—real grade-A material.
Alas, I woke up the other morning and the damn things had laid waste to most of Alabama. Severe weather humor is horribly inappropriate at this particular juncture.
So we’ll skip the tornado jokes.
