More update bullcrap
I lost my office, and with it, my door. Now I'm in the new guy corral, which is still a massive and very private office, it just doesn't have a door. And the walls are partitions.
So I guess that makes it a "cubicle" by some standards, but not mine. Big desk to pile shit on is a plus, and an almost new eMac with OS X Tiger, which I'm quickly falling in love with. Good things.
I have a bunch of stuff to post, and I think I will, tonight.
posted by Luke @ 3:52 PM
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6 Comments:
Sorry you lost your door. I know how much you loved that door...and all all the potential things you could do behind it. Alas, someday soon....
A little philosophy: Why make Opportunity actually KNOCK? In the relatively lawless atmosphere of partitioned group workspaces, you can simply KIDNAP Opportunity from in front of any number of doorless cubicles.
Carpe Opportunitas!
Hope this helps.
Don
Well put Don . . . there's a little more silver lining.
i'll miss that door too, though i never saw it, and i have no idea what Deb is talking about besides maybe sharpening pencils and chewing erasers. What is this...love?
And is that some sort of cruel tease or what? They dangle a door, hinges and knob and all, in front of you then yank it away? Very cruel, and i have half a mind to write a nasty letter to the editor on a completely unrelated matter.
Still better than my job though, and i'll tell you why...
(Note the brilliant segue from talking about your post to talking about myself)
...i got a Fed Ex on Saturday letting me know that i'm supposed to be on a plane for Montana on Monday. If you're thinking "but isn't that...Labor Day" yes, THAT Monday. So i'll be gone for two to four weeks, depending on how much ass i kiss over there. Just letting you guys know if i don't talk to you before i leave.
Luke, i definitely wanted to talk to you about how i ought to approach your former editor at the Sandpoint Reader, but i think that's on the backburner for now, though i should have e-mail access at the Red Lion i'll be staying at.
Note: named dropped you for the first time on Saturday. My co-workers were enjoying the These Arms Are Snakes write up and were appropriately impressed that i know the music editor. The only people they know are a bunch of hot girls that they've slept with. Losers!
News: having this Montana trip foisted on me is screwing with my NIN concert plans. i'll know if i'm going or if i'll have to eBay my ticket by Wednesday i think.
Okay, now i will prepare my mind and body for a lengthy exile in Montana. Door or no, i think you'll have a better time in September.
-ben
Condolences about the door. When I think of all the opening, the closing, the twisting of the knob--it's a profound loss I haven't had to bear and hope I never will.
Hope you find the time to post some o' that sweet prose candy we all love to read.
Just so you all know, he may have lost an office door, but he gained ME, his new office buddy. Frankly, I'm a little hurt that I wasn't even mentioned in this posting. Sigh, so unloved.
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