part-time musings

Tag: why



… would these things be if they weren’t collected together in a pot/jar/mug on your desk? The quotidian flotsam and jetsam washed up on mine includes:

  • staples, none of which ever fit any of the staplers I own
  • paperclips
  • a staple-remover given to me by a colleague and which he inherited following a mass sacking at a New York firm he was working in-house at. It’s a reminder of the brutal tenuousness of office life. You can work for a place for decades and then one day they sack you and distribute your office equipment among the survivors
  • two lip balms because moderation in moisturising is a fool’s game
  • the cap from a USB mini-drive I lost years ago
  • Post-it notes because the ‘paperless office’ is a dystopian myth
  • a shell from the coastline where my father’s ashes were scattered
  • a Tretchikoff keyring from the National Gallery in Cape Town. I have mixed feelings about Tetchikoff, but seeing this image on a keyring made me appreciate it in a new way. This is a spare for when the one currently attached to my keys wears out.

KK goes shopping

Yes, I know, TWO supermarket posts in a row. But in my defense, this isn’t so much a post as a photograph which will serve as a placeholder until I get back to my old ways and have something important to say about Tanqueray. I stumbled across this photo on the interwebs while looking up something on Zambia. It’s a classic representation of a genre of photography that was prevalent in 1960s and 1970s Africa and intended to calm the nerves of foreign investors by showing how ‘normal’ Africa is. Featuring prominently in this genre of photography are pictures of African leaders doing ‘normal things’. Here, for example, is Kenneth Kaunda, shopping in a supermarket. The normality is admirable, non?

*Actually I wish I knew who took the photo and why; if you know, please drop me a message.