Tuesday, October 18, 2011

Under the Desk Days

At my old job there were times when things got so bad my coworker/friend and I would get fresh cookies from Pret A Manger at the first floor of our office building and then sit under my desk as we ate them.  When life fox in sucks, warm cookies make everything better.  But I don't know why we felt better sitting under my desk.  Maybe it's something about being in a cocoon environment or close to the ground.  It also helped that no one walking by could tell I was in my office.  To this day we call bad days at work "under the desk" days. Although now if we do it it's alone since we no longer work together.  So sad - misery loves company.

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