Yesterday, there was a minor victory in the battle of the Vending machine. The rainbow twizzlers were removed. Unfortunately, they were replaced with nothing. An empty space …

The struggle over the vending machine continues. It will be a long battle. It is an important landmark, its capture and territory could determine the tides of the Cubicle Wars. Perhaps the vending machine battles are really only a minor part for the battle of the break room.

We have already lost the fancy coffee machine to the plague of chemical warfare the cubicle ninjas unleashed upon us. The oily, burnt, bowel-irritating excuse for coffee still exists within the dreaded machine. We can only hope that our secret stash of regular coffee remains untouched.

Due to war rationing, we have had to settle for mediocre coffee and tea. The cubicle ninjas have already planted decaffeinated coffee and tea within our supplies, so we must be wary.

I have armed myself with a new pen. One with smooth ink and a nice grip. Thus far, it has not been pilfered from my arsenal. I have been keeping a close eye on my arsenal lately as several things have started to slowly disappear from it. My stash of 3.5 floppies has dwindled to dangerously low levels. These diskettes are integral not only to my work, but also to the transferring of information within the ranks. The cubicle ninjas have begun to slowly make off with them, slowing our communications and work. Also, my sticky notes have begun to disappear.

I placed several rubber bands within the arsenal, hoping it would distract the cubicle ninjas from the diskettes and sticky notes, but to no avail. I tried to distract them with the large black paper binding clips for manuals, but this has also been to no avail. I also think my three-hole punch has been tampered with.

Thus the battle wages on… the cubicle ninjas seem to block my every outlet of escape. The schedule slips again due to their tampering. My task complete, yet, those around me are hampered.

Perhaps the empty space in the vending machine has something to do with it. Perhaps it truly holds something more nefarious than $1.65 space.

Posted by Utopia at September 20, 2006 08:49 AM

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