There are probably many like this out there, but this one's quite cute for all of its non-offensive, gently lyrical descriptions of cubicle-life, and charmingly persistent lack of attention to grammar and spelling, of the sort you only get when you're brain-numb by 10.30am.
The cynic in my past, employed-version of me says appreciate the 5pm finish, but I'm hardly in a position to comment.
P.S. I've demoted Blobdot because its last post was over a year ago. Some of us clearly have better things to do.
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