Or, a while ago, after the first BrumDope, garius cast me as the child of Ridcully and Granny Weatherwax. Can’t find the thread cause the search function seems buggered, but it was rather amusing.
I’d like to be Ridcully. I take a similar approch to managing things - ignore any pieces of paper that are left on your desk, if they’re really important, someone will come and see you about them. I just need to convince my boss to let me replace my desk with a snooker table.
I could also be Ponder Stibbons. I often feel like my explanations for things go in one ear and out the other when I’m talking to my co-workers.