I Hate Cubicles

As soon as I start to talk to my wife on the phone, I can literally see everyone's ears perk up like little antennae.

Some people don't care. I once sat next to a fellow cubicle dweller who was constantly setting up dates with women he had met online. Loudly. And Obnoxiously.

And oh yeah, this other guy I worked with would yell loudly at his teenage daughter and wife - quite loud enough for the entire floor to hear, and silently cringe, as a real live soap opera unfolded just on the other side of our cramped little felt containers.

But I care. I don't want people in my business.

"Which is why you blog, right?"

Haha. Very funny.