Day Eleven: An Inanimate Object.
Or in this case, six inanimate objects. Pretty self-explanatory! Work keys on the left, home keys on the right.
A little anecdote: I’ve worked at my current workplace in some regard (mostly, part-time casual) for almost 5 years. It was only last year that I received the coveted bathroom key! All the bathrooms are locked (which infuriates me), so I always had to use a key attached to a stick that the clinical receptionists keep at the front desk. It was often missing, or if someone took it, it meant that only one person at a time could use the toilets, even though it’s got five stalls. SO INEFFICIENT! Anyway, my bitching and complaining finally paid off last May and I was given a manager’s key after he resigned. I actually let out a victory cry.