Most of the time, working in a cube farm is annoying. Sometimes, however, I get to overhear rather amusing conversations on which I would otherwise miss out. Witness:
Scene: a community printer located in a cubicle adjacent to my own. Sadly, I could only hear the players and was unable to identify their voices.
Female coworker #1: What are you doing? Get your hands off that. Stop touching my stuff!
Female coworker #2: [sarcastically] SORRY. What is your problem?
Female coworker #1: YOU are my problem. [walks away, grumbling angrily under breath]
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Scene:Â a coworker’s cube, on my way to refill my coffee in the break room.
Old guy coworker: Well, you know. Like Jean-Luc Picard would say.
Librarian-type coworker: [is confused]
Old guy coworker: Make it so!
