Oh you don't deposit them anymore, not in my cong anyway.
You're supposed to give them to your field circus group overseer.
So now, instead of quickly filling one of these out and cramming it in a box so you can make a hasty retreat from the hall after a meat-ing, you have to hunt down the asshole you need to had it to, engage a greeting to get his attention to hand him the slip that leads to awkward small talk and then fight your way past everyone who's condescendingly saying hello without even looking you in the face just to get the hell outta there; oh and don’t forget to fold it a million times so no one else around you can see the activity you “fudged” on that report.