if there's one place on the face of the planet that consistenly drives me apeshit, it's work. this place is the most disorganized pile of whatever that i've ever been dropped into. this week they've decided to switch everything around. all the teams changed, therefore we all had to find a new place to sit. i finally settled in to what i considered my "new temporary home", but then after lunch came the new blow: my new team doesn't sit where they used to. we sit on the complete other side of the building. of course, i never got an email telling me all of this, i guess it was just assumed that i would instinctively wander in on a sunday morning, half asleep, and figure out where i'm supposed to be. i've finally settled into my third desk for the day, and i already know that i'll probably sit somewhere else tomorrow. ah, the joy.

so let's take stock of the situation, shall we? no intellimouse, farther from the restroom, on a computer without even a built in pc speaker, and somehow, curse the fates, still close to that woman who makes that disgusting throat noise like she's hocking up a fucking cadillac every thirty seconds. i've heard hillbillies that were more discreet. yep…i'd say this situation just about sucks ass.

drone.