Back in the Cube
I’m back in the cube.
Here is a comprehensive list of the things that are good in cubes:
1) Cheese
As you can see, I am clearly not in that list.
Before I start complaining about the cube, I do have to say that being in CT (I am only saying this because we have not yet entered the 7 month CT winter) is better than being in TN. The weather is perfect and I am hoping that the social scene is as good as it was when I left for TN seven weeks ago. So, overall, things aren’t bad. OK, now that we got that out of the way, back to complaining about cubes.
Since I seem to be in a list making mood today, here are the things that make cubes (of the office variety specifically) unpleasant.
1) Who wants to be closed up in a box under fluorescent lights…not me.
2) Office cubicle grey or beige…I may as well be hanging out in the gulag.
3) Straight lines freak me out man.
4) I feel like I should be addressed by number. “E600910. E600910. Please report to the cube of X11238. Your presence is required now.” Actually, I am going to start addressing my co-workers by their #’s. “Hey E601380, lets go to Bradley’s and have a beer.”
5) "PC Load Letter"? What the fuck does that mean?
6) The fact that the walls supposedly offer privacy but for some reason you can still hear every phone conversation within the adjacent 50 cubes.
7) The unbearable urge to tell everyone that they have been assimilated. If I succumb to this, next thing you know I will be snorting uncontrollably every time I start laughing.
8), eight. I forget what eight was for but EVERYTHING! EVERYTHING! EVERYTHING! EVERYTHING!
Here is a comprehensive list of the things that are good in cubes:
1) Cheese
As you can see, I am clearly not in that list.
Before I start complaining about the cube, I do have to say that being in CT (I am only saying this because we have not yet entered the 7 month CT winter) is better than being in TN. The weather is perfect and I am hoping that the social scene is as good as it was when I left for TN seven weeks ago. So, overall, things aren’t bad. OK, now that we got that out of the way, back to complaining about cubes.
Since I seem to be in a list making mood today, here are the things that make cubes (of the office variety specifically) unpleasant.
1) Who wants to be closed up in a box under fluorescent lights…not me.
2) Office cubicle grey or beige…I may as well be hanging out in the gulag.
3) Straight lines freak me out man.
4) I feel like I should be addressed by number. “E600910. E600910. Please report to the cube of X11238. Your presence is required now.” Actually, I am going to start addressing my co-workers by their #’s. “Hey E601380, lets go to Bradley’s and have a beer.”
5) "PC Load Letter"? What the fuck does that mean?
6) The fact that the walls supposedly offer privacy but for some reason you can still hear every phone conversation within the adjacent 50 cubes.
7) The unbearable urge to tell everyone that they have been assimilated. If I succumb to this, next thing you know I will be snorting uncontrollably every time I start laughing.
8), eight. I forget what eight was for but EVERYTHING! EVERYTHING! EVERYTHING! EVERYTHING!
Lets see. So far there is a reference to Russian prisons, Office Space, Star Trek and the Violent Femmes. I think that is good enough for one days work. Im off to burn down my cube.
