Furry Pet

Recently, I've been playing a little game with myself in the office. Let's call it "Watch the dustball grow". With uncanny skill, the new cleaner manages to leave big balls of fluff (see specimen pictured below) right under the coffee table. Or indeed any table. It explains why most offices come with carpets, I suppose...

Speaking of "evading dirt" - at Coma HQ there was one super-nosy and super-annoying cleaning lady who in her eagerness to read the entries in employees' desk calendars and listen to their conversations was famous for wiping around items sitting on desks, obstacle-course-style, rather than lift them to clean the surface.