Curiouser and Curiouser

Here’s something that doesn’t happen everyday. I have recently returned to work after being on maternity leave for the past 16 months. I have returned to a job in one of the Divisional offices at the University I work. The Division has recently merged with another Division so a few things are still up in the air such as where I will call home on a permanent basis – or which desk is mine.

I have been given temporary residence in the back corner of a largish open plan office. All is good except that I keep knocking my feet on the numerous boxes stored under my desk. Being that this is not MY desk and that its previous owner is likely to return I have not disturbed or looked at these boxes presuming them to contain paperwork relating to other peoples jobs or even perhaps shockingly enough that they contain the envelopes their box claims to hold.

Today I kicked my toe for the last time; I took the bold move and ventured under my desk, in amongst the dust bunnies, tiny bits of uneaten sandwich, chocolate and chips, lost paperclips, used staples and the odd thumb tack. I located the source of my discomfort and dragged four small boxes, 3 of standard envelope size and one photocopy paper size. The photocopy box contained as I suspected paperwork so I shoved it back whence it came. (Whence is a great word isn’t it?) I opened the first of the envelope boxes; I was greeted by a family of shiny silvery silver fish who I promptly eliminated. RIP Silverfish family. To my shock and amazement the box contained…. Queue dramatic music dum dum dah…… a brick! I quickly opened the remaining two boxes anticipation filling my very soul. Two more bricks!

Now why on earth would someone want 3 boxes filled with bricks under their desk…… Never fear as I know you will be as troubled as I was at this bizarre turn of events, I promise dear reader to put my Sherlock Holmes skills to good use and unearth what has become known as “The Mystery of the Bricks in Envelope Boxes”

Stay tuned, all will be revealed.