Today: I am not happy with you. I feel very silly, and yet I know soon I'll be tired of being silly and the coffee will wear off and just the work will be left. There are no dancers or televisions in my cube here, so there will be nothing to look at but TPS reports and my little black fan.
The poor thing, thought it was getting an important job, but after the summer when the old building is cold as a gravestone it hardly ever gets to spin. The text written across the front guard, "Polar Wind" just serves to remind me how much I don't need that little black fan right now. But still, there it sits.
Next to the fan is a coffee maker. I haven't used it in a few weeks because they started selling coffee in the kitchenette of our floor for 25 cents and I don't think I can make coffee for less than that. It's very sleek-looking though, almost like art. Form followed function once, but now it's all form.
(I don't wanna go back to the TPS reports).
(Actually, we don't really have TPS reports here, but they do exist, even outside of Office Space).
This is my first day this season wearing a sweater. So it is a little hot in here. I think I'll switch on "Polar Wind"...
...ok, back to eating goats...
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