Get Back in Your Cage!

Recently, my office was moved out into the hallway, where a couple of walls and windows separate me from the rest of the world. This place is the kind of room where people can just stare at you while you work. We're on display in there. While it's a nice room, sitting in there makes me understand why monkeys in zoos throw poop at the windows.

Friday morning, I'm walking to my office when the cleaning lady waves a broom at me and shouts to me, while pointing at my office "GET BACK IN YOUR CAGE!"

And that's how I started the last day of last week.