I changed cubicles over the weekend. Well, I packed up boxes and someone moved them from my perfectly fine old spot, to a new spot further away from daylight but also further away from other people. So it’s got that going for it.
I arrived this morning to find my stuff moved, but no phone or LAN connection and two broken chairs. It’s a drizzly Monday, and they were out of danish in the cafeteria. I know this because I said to myself “Well, maybe some danish will make up for how this morning is going.”
The oatmeal didn’t quite cut it.
The Cubicle Dance
