Me: “I’m really deep in the middle of something and need to focus, please.” It’s worked (reasonably) well so far today, but someone that I normally get along with comes up and just holds out a handful of papers at me without saying anything, just on the edge of my peripheral vision. I’ve got a “DO NOT DISTURB” sign taped to the side of my cubicle, another taped to the back of my chair, and a third on the other side of my desk next to the group printer.

It’s one of those ones where no single part is difficult, but it’s made of a hundred or so different little tasks, and if they don’t line up just right at the end, it all has to get redone to figure out where it went wrong. Today, I’m currently working on The Big Project. Depending on how focused I am when someone drops things off, I might end up taking care of ten tasks by myself thinking we were just flooded, and meanwhile, everyone else is sitting around. This is frustrating because: A) I already have enough crud on my desk, B) they have to walk past four other people’s desks to reach mine, and C) one of those people is my manager, whose job it is to actually delegate work. For some reason, my desk has become the default drop-off point for anyone bringing things to our department.

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