Simple Pleasures

I happen to be the smallest in my office.  And I happen to sit at the one desk that, when this office was remodeled, belonged to a very, very large man who requested that his desks be placed THIS HIGH.

Fortunately, some sense was applied, and he was only allowed to have them raised that high.  But what is a slightly-higher-than-average desk to a normal person, is a desk you’d find up the beanstalk to me.

After a few years, I’ve finally received my new, spanky, spinny, cushy, draft-height chair!  Ta DA!  And believe me, it’s not getting old.

Now I can finally retire the stack of deposition transcripts I’ve been employing as a booster seat.