Memorandum
TO:
FROM:
DATE:
SUBJECT: Passing the Buck, er, Boxes
Help, I’ve got a problem. Would you lend a hand to a department and damsel in distress? We need the counter and cabinet space in the copier room that is now filled to overflowing with boxes of computer paper.
Our only consolation is DP is using computer paper like Carter’s Little Liver Pills. Ah, and even that provides only temporary relief before the little blue delivery truck unloads more boxes on our turf.
I spoke with John Ikeman about moving these boxes, who spoke with Fred Little, who spoke with Harold Smith, who, at last mention, had spoken with everybody except the Pope. All to no avail. According to all supervisors, their own storage space is occupied by things from outer space—or at least from someone else’s department.
Any help you can provide to get other departments to remove their paper and supplies from our copier room (even trap doors may be a possibility) will be appreciated. Otherwise, the next time the little blue delivery truck pulls up, I may leave in a little white van.
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