It seems to be somehow intrinsic to my body that I have to be the last person to leave a place. All those forgotten jobs and forgotten items of property end up landing on me, which means I have to manage everything in my backpack - which makes it rather annoying when someone leaves behind an entire shopping bag full of costume pieces. Um.... hello? We're bumping out of the theatre, can't at least someone hang around??
I keep getting jobs dropped on me, too - not even "Chris, can you please ...", but simply an announcement to everyone saying "You can order copies of the CD through Chris" and that's the first I've ever heard of it. It seems I'm a horizontal surface for jobs to be put on.... hmm, so that's what all those pats on the head are for!