Victim #3

If you refer back to my first post, you will remember how Nate completely lost his shit last week and took to his monitor (R.I.P.) like a keyboard samurai. Well, there is a bit more back story to this treacherous tale of call center rage that I forgot to spill initially (clearly the onset of my unavoidable trip to adult diaperville).  The thing is...the cubicle is cursed. No, really, it is! The last inhabitant of this unsanctified cubby-hole ended up like Jack Nicholson midway through The Shining. The only contrast between the two incidents, is that Nate's predecessor left behind an overturned office chair and some semblance of what used to be a phone.  Now fast forward to the present day. Today, one of my co-workers by the name of Sal, was having issues with his PC and by a cruel act of fate was directed to switch cubicles. That's right, victim number three has just checked into room 1408 and it's time to get crazy! Sal was told by his supervisor that he must move his belongings and occupy the infamous desk of doom. It usually takes about 2 months for the evil to coarse its way into the lowly techie's soul, but by my estimation, Sal should be bat shit crazy and hurling his own feces at supervisors by early Spring. Let's keep our fingers crossed!!!

--BK