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thistlechaserI've been in this situation on and off for most of my professional life, but it's only started bothering me in the last couple days:
It could be snowing out, and I'd never know it. It could be pouring cats and dogs, and I'd not have a clue. It could be storming to end the world, and I'd not be able to see a single thing different. That's right, I sit in a cube. Three beige walls around me, and when I look out my doorless door, I see more beige cube walls. Beyond them? An off-white wall.
I can't even get up and see a window. I can walk hither and yonder and not see a window. When I walk to the bathroom, I can see a window for the space of two steps *if* someone has their office door open (I have to look through his office to see the window).
I'm starting to feel like I know what prison is like, and I don't like it. Yes, I'm not a woodsy person, I don't go hiking after work or mountain biking on the weekends, but I still like to be able to see outside through a window, to see what the weather is like, to see if the wind is blowing or not.
Bah.
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Everyone was quiet overnight. Usually I start my morning with about 50 new posts to read on my flist, but today there were only fifteen. Not enough! Get posting, people! I still have ten hours of work to get through!
It could be snowing out, and I'd never know it. It could be pouring cats and dogs, and I'd not have a clue. It could be storming to end the world, and I'd not be able to see a single thing different. That's right, I sit in a cube. Three beige walls around me, and when I look out my doorless door, I see more beige cube walls. Beyond them? An off-white wall.
I can't even get up and see a window. I can walk hither and yonder and not see a window. When I walk to the bathroom, I can see a window for the space of two steps *if* someone has their office door open (I have to look through his office to see the window).
I'm starting to feel like I know what prison is like, and I don't like it. Yes, I'm not a woodsy person, I don't go hiking after work or mountain biking on the weekends, but I still like to be able to see outside through a window, to see what the weather is like, to see if the wind is blowing or not.
Bah.
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Everyone was quiet overnight. Usually I start my morning with about 50 new posts to read on my flist, but today there were only fifteen. Not enough! Get posting, people! I still have ten hours of work to get through!
