Not more than a few weeks ago my wonderful metro boss kicked me out of the office I shared. After 8 long years of waiting to be office material I only had a brief glimpse of the wonder of it all. Now now... I don't hold said wonderful boss liable for the boot. It made sense and all that jazz. I still am free to hate being back in cubeland.
Especially when petty crimes are running amok, yes amok I say! My very expensive hand lotion is disappearing at an alarming rate. My breakfast/lunch cupboard has been raided. Leave me easy mac alone! And pens are missing, and not standard office pens, I loathe those. I purchase my own pretty pens cause I am a girl.
Horrid. So now I am locking my cube and hoping that it isn't the maintenance crew (whom I suspect) since I think they have master keys. I may have to invest in some security equipment just to find out who is bathing in my lotion.
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