Fortean Times #321 (December 2014), p. 71.
There was a 1980s tradition going around the Greater London Council in its last days that there was a windowless basement “photocopying section” to which particularly useless staff members were exiled, to do photocopying all day. The same legend says that there were comings and goings around a particular photocopier over a few days, and it wasn’t till one of the people was about to leave one day that they noticed a guy who appeared to be leaning up against the wall near one photocopier that was churning out a particularly big run of photocopies, apparently waiting for the run to finish. One particularly eagle-eyed worker, by the standards of a demotivated workforce who couldn’t care less, eventually spotted that he wasn’t moving. He’d been dead, standing up against the wall (leaning against a radiator in the version I heard), his body kept warm by the heat from the photocopier and the radiator. Various photocopying jobsworths had come and gone and just assumed he was working on a particularly big photocopying job all those days.
The story was told me in the tone of some sort of example of how dysfunctional bits of the GLC had become.