The cubicle ninjas are at it again. I think they are slowly poisoning my cube plants. By sparce greenery that I keep in my cube to remind me that there is, indeed, an outside. You know, the place where the wicked day star lives and the ground is covered in either asphalt or dirt and not dull, grey carpet. I have a spider plant (aka Bruce, as in Wayne) and a pothos (aka Wally, as in West) in my cube.

Bruce is doing alright... but I fear for its life as it is becoming apparent that the cubicle ninjas are quite obviously poisoning Wally. He was such a happy plant, but now ... now the two leaves that cling to life are turning an unhealthy shade of yellow. It's almost like he has jaundice, or perhaps conjuctivitis. I suspect that Wally has been poisoned on coffee dregs and diet coke. He has the unhealthy pallor that only mass consumption of coffee grinds and aspertame can instill in such a plant.

Cube Ninjas ... Why? Why must you take innocent life in your efforts to torment me? What did my pothos ever do to you? He was an innocent and cheerful plant, perhaps not as jolly as a Christmas Cactus or as relaxing as a nice fern, but it was green and good and giving. Has our stuggle come so far that you must choke the life of the innocent just to drain what little remains of my spirit? I shall not relent you sneaky bastards.

Now is the time that I will show my true merit. I will nurse my poor pothos, Wally, back to health in the sanctity of my home, then bring him back to work renewed to rejoin in the eternal struggle against your nefarious plots. Or maybe I'll have someone, better, stronger than I nurse poor Wally back to health and then train him the the arts of ninja defense.

That will show the cubicle ninjas.

Posted by Utopia at March 27, 2006 08:57 AM

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