Dumping The Junk
I need you to work as my spies for the next couple of months. I'll explain that in a moment. You see, everyone working at our H.Q. in Glasgow has been asked to clear out their offices in preparation for the move to our new building at Pacific Quay. This project has been called 'Dump The Junk' and it has led to corridors lined with black plastic bags and big red plastic crates - both bulging with rubbish.
That's not how things are meant to be. The red crates are supposed to be used for all the vital stuff that we need to transport across the Clyde to the new offices. Trouble is, everyone has a different idea of what's "vital" and what's not.
I was in my Glasgow ofice until almost midnight last night...opening cupboard after cupboard and raking through drawers. I couldn't believe some of the stuff that was in there. Some of it dated back decades. It was good fun looking through the various consultants' reports that had been prepared for 大象传媒 managers over the years. Each report predicted a different version of the future. Many assumed that radio would be defunct by 2005 and that we'd all be enjoying programmes on hologram projectors.
Then there were all those programme formats that didn't make it to the airwaves.
Why on earth did we reject that idea about football referees roaming the streets and handing our red and yellow cards to city neds? It was maybe just ahead of its time.
As well as all that paperwork there was also the piles of books, CDs and two mobile phones the size of house bricks. None of it would make more than fifty pence at a car boot sale. And this is where I need you to monitor the airwaves for me. Please alert me to any programme offering unusually large "goodie bags" as prizes.
You have been warned!
