After spending a week in Detroit, I had the pleasure of returning to a new cubicle at work (we reorganized our cubicles to fit our growing number of developers). As if it’s not enough of a pain in the ass to move cubicles (even if it’s no more than 10 feet), at some point during the week I was gone, someone swapped out my decent chair for a chair with a broken armrest. It’s been three days and I’m still annoyed. Bunch of savages in this town.
You move da feet, you lose da seat. You probably missed that day of kindergarden and showed up to the day we learned to share. Sucka!