The Joys of Being a Corporate Drone

Ah, the simple joys in life as a cubicle member! The large corporation I work for (which shall remain nameless to protect the innocent…er, actually my employment) has given short notice to an entire building of workers that their building is now being ‘decomissioned’ and they must move into the adjoining buildings. And when I say ‘short notice’ I mean there was an email in their inbox this morning and a guy with racks to move their stuff standing outside their office.

So we now have the entire building of bald old white men and all their equipment scrambling around our building dropping off their stuff into empty and intern-occupied cubicles. Ah, to be one step above an intern! They are getting the boot to some other place while I get to keep my cubicle.

The irony of this is that I will probably be getting a new load of computers and monitors to be dumped into my cube, just a week after I angered the furntiure police by secretly moving out all the extra chairs monitors and computers that no one used and took up all my space. (I have a roughly 9’ x 10’ cube, which until last week had 6 chairs, 8 computers and 5 monitors. Yes, I am aware that cattle get more room.)