I used to work in a large office and one Monday morning came in to find a large, no longer, steaming dog turd underneath it. Several other people came in and realised that their desks were also within a well marked territory of the beast. It seemed that one of the directors was working on Sunday and had brought his prize pooch with him for company.
Whilst I commend his commitment and work ethic, the whole office did thoroughly enjoy the sight of a very pompous director on his hands and knees scrubbing the floor under my desk.
So, to summarize, it is a workplace not a petting zoo.
Whilst I commend his commitment and work ethic, the whole office did thoroughly enjoy the sight of a very pompous director on his hands and knees scrubbing the floor under my desk.

So, to summarize, it is a workplace not a petting zoo.
omg, Jaypeg on my desk. that would actually be ****ing awesome!


