Life Amongst the Cubes
I had an Office Space moment today. I sat in my cube, when suddenly my nose tickled. I sniffed, then let out a succession of tiny sneezes. From the next row came a pinched voice and in a sing song manner I heard, “Are we allergic to work over there?”
I was tempted to reply to this unknown entity, “No, and we don’t have a case of the Mondays either.”
But I didn’t.