Guess what kids. After a year and a half of bitching and moaning, and literally fighting with the man, I finally get to move... yes, to a window seat. In fact, after weeks of some subtle and not-so-subtle hints, Keith actually let me pick the exact cube I wanted (which is of course the one least in direct eye sight of anyone walking up).
Just goes to show what a little determination will getcha.
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
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Bravo! You'll now have to find something new to bitch about. :)
Ehh, that shouldn't take too long :-)
wow congratulations! personally, i always think there should be a section where you can put on your resume "work at a window seat" it really separates the sharks from the minnows
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