meet my Dilbert cubicle
well, here's the infamous cell. it's exactly as i've always described it, right? there's my TV where i whittle away the hours watching Seinfeld or Law and Order. there's the computer from which i blog. notice the monstrous Sonic cup from which i daintily sip tea all day long. if you squint and cock your head to the left, you can see my little PT Cruiser on a shelf. (see? i'm not the liar that you think i am. i generally speak the truth.) say hi to Monica the frog and Gary the snail in the lower right hand corner by my keys. you can't see Roger Plant the ivy because he's out of the frame, but feel free to say hi to him, too. it's not too bad sitting in the cubicle, really. i have a back massager that was kindly provided by my bitter half. with the TV, internet access, plant, and pets, it's kind of pleasant actually.
Labels: my Dilbert cubicle
posted by christine on Tuesday, May 09, 2006
2 Comments:
All that thing is missing is a coffee grinder and a method of brewing said coffee.
Add that, and I could live there.
no coffee grinder, but on the wall you can't see, i have a giant banner of a white sand beach. (i'm thinking of bringing in a lawnchair, umbrella, and some mai tais.) the coffee pot is down the hall so it's not too bad.
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