My Office Hates Me
I know I’ve mentioned before how things in this place attack me,but I think it’s stepped up a notch once I gave my notice that I’m leaving. On Friday the shelves jumped out and attacked my left arm, the Lex Luthor desk jumped out and bashed into my hip leaving a mighty bruise and my pen WROTE ON ME! That’s right… I didn’t touch the pen to my hand…the PEN jumped out and wrote on ME… So now I’m afraid to move from this seat in front of the computer…or perhaps I should move away from the computer….it’s got electricity running through it, it could totally turn on me and zap me into the empty office space next door….right through the walls that like to zap me with a charge of static electricity…. Perhaps I should just call in sick for the next two weeks? I may not survive much longer here.
