This is not Ian's

I discovered that this label was on my bin at work today, it says 'This is not Ian's' no, it's bloody not Ian's, and do you know why? because it's mine, that's why!

Didn't have the best of days in work today I walked in and one of the girls said one of the London bosses had been sat at my desk yesterday, so I said pretty loudly ohhh I wish he wouldn't, then turned around to see the very same big London boss was now sat at the desk behind mine.. Opps! then I sit down and discover he's adjusted all my chair settings which totally infuriated me, as last time someone (I'm now presuming it was him) did this I had terrible back ache for days, so I moaned v.loudly that people shouldn't adjust other peoples chairs and how rude it was.

Then I get told I HAVE to attend an all day training session ( I only work mornings) and that I need to arrange alternate childcare for Isobel and Joshua and basically I have to go or else, which has made me mad. But I'm going to have to do it as I need to change my work hours a bit soon as Isobel starts school in September and I'm guessing they won't get the okay if I don't play ball with this stupid training.

Grrrrr WORK. :(