If
chaos is an
art form, then I must be an
artistic genius. Or, equally
feasible, a
portal to another dimension has just opened somewhere in the
vicinity of my desk.
Just before lunch, I was working on an article, with the press release lying in front of me. After lunch when I wanted to continue work it was gone. Completely and utterly gone.
My desk is not that large. I don't take press releases to the toilet to read them and then leave them there! I do that with books. So whenever a book disappears that is where I look first. But a press release about injection blowmoulding machines is not good toilet material, I can tell you.
What on earth did I do with it?!
Ah. Mystery solved. It was on my colleague's desk. Sheesh.