so that's why they've gone a tad insane in the noggin.
the minute they stepped in to the workplace this morning, them cow-orkers gathered in cliques:
- chattering noisily and pointing at the brand new shiny cubefarm's
- staring wide-eyed at the partial transformation of their surroundings
- whining loudly how they have to wipe their dusty cubefarm's clean
- speculating who the unlucky gits are to be re-farmed
and i thought i'm working with *adults*.
as enscribed by the letter b @ July 19, 2004 04:35 AM