I work in a cubicle, but my computer screen faces the door. This means that it can often be difficult for me to get work done, like adding to my blog, surfing for porn, reading the necessary message boards ect, especially since my co-workers run in and out of the room like coked-up rabid squirrels.

This woman I work with (see my previous post on office nincompoopery) is so fidgety. She runs in and I don’t think she reaches her cube before she dashes back out. In and out in and out,
Good God Woman switch to decaf!
She runs back and forth to her desk in between print pages. I’ve entered her in the speedwalking competition in Athens this summer, if they’ve got diet coke in Greece she’s a shoe in.

I think I might take all of the old files and documents lying around here and build a fort. Didn’t Dilbert do this once? Damn! I have to wait until tomorrow to see what happens. Even though my Dilbert calendar is from 2003 I still don’t like skipping days ahead, it ruins the surprise!