Public service land - I salute you.

I have been undergoing a degree of blogging lethargy of late. I don't even have an excuse for being as lively and regular as a constipated camel. It's probably something to do with the large amount of work I've been doing.

Don't rub it in.

Sorry.

Anyway, good news! Last week, I won this:

Divine.

At a work thing. While there may be a degree of nepotism involved there, I will share the benefits with others on Friday.

Anyway, I thought it would be time to celebrate the oft-found-in-a-kitchen-or-bathroom-near-you, passive-aggressive office sign.

Somebody ain't me.

While some of you like the odd sink wash, I do think this may be a waste of A4 paper.

If my mother worked here, god help you all!

Who writes these chestnuts? I like to think the authors of these signs are righteous and self-aggrandising. They are smug bastards. They seek to push their virtuous view on to the rest of the world's occupants - where the 'world' refers to the tiny microcosm of space, encompassing the toilets, the kitchen and 2 or more partitioned office spaces.

I could write more but I have a headache :/