(yes, I meant to write “files” not “flies.” It’s an office pun. Pun-tastic!)

Remember those people who worked on my floor that I hated? (see “Don’t let the door hit you…”) Well, they’re gone and there is a certain lovely quiet. The BEST part is, I didn’t realize how much everyone else hated them too. Because this morning, people were already rummaging through their empty cubicles, eager to scavenge and claim what had been left behind. There were some cheap speakers, and a rubber squeaky toy (Why? I have no fucking clue) which were instantly kicked around amidst much hollering and hoopla.

It was like savages. It was bloodthirsty! It was so great to know I wasn’t alone in my hatred.