When we first got our office in Jan 2008, me and my boss bagsied our desks first. This was the point that I dubbed one of the desks ‘The Murder Desk’. My boss loves it, and mentions it every time someone sits in it 🙂
In every office I have ever worked in, I have always known which desk is the murder desk.
As far as I am concerned, it is the desk closest to the main door, preferably facing away from it. That way, if an axe-wielding maniac comes into the office in a mad killing spree and charges through the front door, anyone sitting at that desk is about 80% likely to be the first to die – sacrificing themselves so that the rest of us may be able to make a dash for it!
I would like to point out that the desk I chose is the one farthest from the main entrance, nearest the door to the kitchen, where there are large windows to climb out of, with a stairway to get down to ground level quickly. I’m sorted!
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