So, the cubicle ninjas have been quiet for the past few days. For a moment, I thought they had relented. But of course, it was just the lull before the storm.

The ninjas have done something to the temperature regulation in our building. This is not to say that it is too hot or too cold, but rather, it fluctuates depending on what part of the building you’re in. So, in my cube, it is actually quite pleasant. In the hall it is colder than a witch’s tit. In the break room I think I see icicles growing along the edges of the tables. In the lab it is like a sauna.

Now, when they decided to have the entire building put on ice watch it was fine, you could adjust to that and just wear your coat. But the fluctuations are enraging. It is impossible to guess what the temperature of the room you will next enter will be. Now, I could map out the whole building, but over the past week, I’ve noticed that not only is the temperature location dependant, but also time dependant. (Or maybe it is just completely and totally random, which is even more infuriating.)

So, if the cubicle ninjas’ goal was to make me feel like a woman in menopause, they have succeeded. Damn you ninjas. Damn you.

But, we fight back. Oh yes we do.

Free lunch in the form of Italian is the perfect weapon to fight you. Despite the ninjas’ efforts, the overall mood in the office has been rather positive. People have been filled with happy-joy-joy feelings and spreading it around. It makes me feel a little dirty, really. Perhaps it is the upcoming holidays that are inspiring these feelings. This of course makes them even more detestable. But, this positive feeling is slowly pushing the ninjas’ away.

But I know they only lie in wait.

Posted by Utopia at November 3, 2006 08:07 AM

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