When I started at the UN, I was taken to the stock room and given one red pen, two pencils, a pad of post-its, a roll of sellotape and a stapler. I didn’t have a desk or a computer, and the seat of the spare chair in my shared office tipped over if you leaned too far forward. On the second day I got a desk. After three days I was given a PC on loan. The mouse had no trackball and looked like a gouged eye socket. I still managed to use it by wiggling my finger around its insides…
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