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Monday, August 29, 2005
The Nerve
Did I say that I loved humanity? I think I did a little while ago.
What I meant to say is that it’s wretched. Truly wretched.
Especially when the door to our office is kicked in and our computers are stolen. In the past day, someone lay on the floor outside our elevators and with brute force blasted the door in. Rubber from their shoes remained on the door handle this morning like peanut butter remnants on a knife. Thankfully, I had taken my little iBook home for the weekend to commune with my little Powerbook. But, still, I must see my co-worker cry because she feels like it was her fault though clearly it’s not. And we don’t like seeing co-workers cry, do we? Then it is awkward because co-workers do not often hug or console.
You, thief, challenged the boundaries of social norms in the workplace. I almost had to hug my boss.
And I too am a victim. (Aren’t we all?) Sometime last week someone stole my can coolers off my desk. How will I keep my drinks cold? How, I ask? How?
Posted by Aaron on August 29, 2005 10:33 PM

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