A pointy-haired manager moment...

About a month ago, my whole team was consolidated into one floor in a new building.

It was quite nice really. We all have reasonable sized cubicles, lots of natural light, plenty of Coke (Coca-Cola... :) in the fridge and good views from the windows.

As is reasonably natural with new floors, there were a few issues with furniture and so forth.

One of the issues was that I was the only person who did not get a name tag on his cubicle.

For a while, I thought "Fine, I'll just wait". Eventually, though, I got tired of waiting and called our company help desk asking for a name plate.

As it turns out, because of the furniture in this building, they had run out of the kind we had on the floor and had no way of getting more. I got a very nice phone call from our people in the admin area explaining this and saying they would figure something out.

So - good, right? I was cool with that, I thought something would happen eventually.

Imagine my surprise when later that day, I get a nice new shiny nameplate for my cuby. This is cool, I thought. Then, I started looking around - and all the other nameplates were gone.

So, with one "pointy-haired manager moment" I managed to get rid of all the nameplates for everyone else and I'm the only one left with one.

I love big companies :)