i'm going to have to take photos of my cubicle so that people can see what i have to put up with all day. during work hours i reside in a lone cubicle surrounded by offices and my cubicle has a plastic window. every time anyone walks past me they either stare in at me or tap on the window like i'm some sort of zoo animal. they also mumble things at me that i can't hear because there's a fucking plastic window between us and just because i can see them doesn't mean i can hear them. all that aside, i quite like my cubicle. it's big and colour coordinated.
3:21 p.m. - December 02, 2004
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