A Hiatus

We have reached a bit of an impasse. Most unfortunately, our star of Instagram, PA Pippa has been poisoned along with her chums in the admin office.  They were poisoned by Humanoid Resources with a horrible 'wellbeing healthy wellness week' smoothie. This gives us the perfect opportunity to type a few lines. Poodlepods stands for:... Continue Reading →

Oh dear, another year.

We have kicked off the 2018 in a state of flux.  For some reason, an algorithm feels we need to buy auto silicone hoses.  What on earth? Re-grouping at the 'special' water fountain, we can only conclude that Poodlepods is confusing people. Is it a secretarial comedy for gin-soaked vintage dollies to laugh at nine... Continue Reading →

According to Philip Hammond, we don’t exist..

..so that is a massive relief.  I thought I was going crazy for a minute.  Like finally being diagnosed with an incurable brain disease, yesterday, our own Chancellor of the Exchequer, Philip Hammond MP gently, but firmly confirmed that shorthand typists, senior secretarial staff who are currently working away, supporting and helping others to excel... Continue Reading →

Poodlepods thinks inside the box

Yes.  We have brain-stormed in our thought hub and stuck a lot of sticky notes to our cheek butts; we've gulped down lots of free fizzy water and stolen quite a few Scottish shortbread luxury biscuits. Our task: the biggest one yet - how to be happy at work?  Well, it depends what angle you... Continue Reading →

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