They moved me from a private office to a cube. I like it. My office was a mess anyway. It was depressing in there. For years, they kept giving me paper, which I would look at and then put on a pile in my office somewhere. Then some of the piles fell over. Other piles are covering mouse-chewed cracker packets. I have to shovel all that crap out
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