I only just realised today I'm caught in a never ending episode of The Office (a English comedy sit-com which made Rick G. famous for the uninitated). To put it simple there are some people in this building that I'd love to set their stapler in Jelly.

There is one guy that constantly can't find his team group email and sends an email to the entire staff on this floor. This morning I have got some rather weird pictures of him on his holidays, and only recently I have found out he's into S&M and swinging, which makes me cringe everytime his bulbous head and overweight Mr Plod body walks past me.

Thing's become really serious when someone makes a mistake though (easily rectified) but the inter-departmental squabbling is hilarious. I actually laughed when someone from downstairs came up in all a huff because I miskeyed something, and while she was explaining to me the error I had fixed it before she finished and said 'You could of called me then coming up here, all frustrated and thinking that I really did care....'. I guess people's lives revolve around the centred universe of Order and one black smear of chaos sends their brain in fetal.

Anyhow I see a common stereotype from The Office in quite a number of people here and when people at my desk look at me when I burst into laughter over something like this (below)... they wonder why.

Mr Plod is on the right