Today, the Office revealed itself to be a confined, closed in area. I don't like confined, closed in areas. The moment I step into a car, I roll down the window; in rooms I open windows, all the windows; submarines impress me not at all. It's not just the walls, you understand, it's the roof, the lack of sky, the knowledge that I am unable to move, that there is no where to go. My solution for a confined, closed in area is simple: I leave.
On Tuesday, the Office will be known as a confined, closed in area. I will take a sledgehammer in with me.