Revenge of the Cubicle Monkey
While sitting at my desk late last night I realized what great potential I had to get into mischief. It was midnight and I was left in a huge empty office full of things to fuck with. My very creative and vindictive mind had no choice but to wander and cackle maniacally as I ate random people’s food found in their desks.
Oh what a damn fine time to be a cubicle monkey. Dozens of little schemes came to mind throughout the evening, followed by more this afternoon when I was fuming over my boss surfing eBay (while I get glared at for spending more than forty-five seconds on Weather.com). I will have fun at the office tonight deciding which to do to a few targeted coworkers:
