apropos of anything

My company has two campuses in this city, and lately my time has been split between both of them. I don’t yet have a desk at the second campus though, so I either squat in an open conference room, or if it’s not going to be too long, in <name redacted because I didn’t ask permission first> massive cube (now with slidey door!).

Sometimes I have a rough day, and sometimes she does, and sometimes we both do, and if that day happens to be one of the times when I have staked out a corner of her cube… well, let’s just say if you could bottle the bitchiness in that small six foot by four foot space, you’d have enough vitriol to power a small but potent explosive device.

It’s tempered by how giggly we get when we realized we’ve reached atom bomb proportions of volatility, so fear not, fellow colleagues. Your desks and your persons are in no danger. For now.