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Sep. 5th, 2002 12:08 pm
What the fuck?
Ok, so, like I (normally) work in Store Support for Borders. I sit in a lil cave chained to a phone and fix things. Ok not literally, but the general gist is there.
Emphasis on "lil cave". Ground floor, cubicle land, very little light. LIke, only half the lights would be on at any given time, which was very good because I am not a fan of bright, flourescent lights.
Now, some moron with nothing better to do with their time has gone and turned on all the lights in our area. You know, the ones we had PURPOSELY turned off to avoid the bright white sterile glare of dilbert doom. And now I can't fucking see worth shit on my computer screen and as anyone who knows me can attest to, I am about as friendly towards bright light as your typical vampire.
This fucking sucks.
Emphasis on "lil cave". Ground floor, cubicle land, very little light. LIke, only half the lights would be on at any given time, which was very good because I am not a fan of bright, flourescent lights.
Now, some moron with nothing better to do with their time has gone and turned on all the lights in our area. You know, the ones we had PURPOSELY turned off to avoid the bright white sterile glare of dilbert doom. And now I can't fucking see worth shit on my computer screen and as anyone who knows me can attest to, I am about as friendly towards bright light as your typical vampire.
This fucking sucks.
