Sometimes your cubicle is just a fishbowl. Like if it’s in the middle of a floor, surrounded by offices, like mine is. Everyone can hear everything you say. And everyone can see everything you see, whether they want to or not. I’ve often wondered what the little things we do at work say to our coworkers about our personalities. For instance – the humble potato chip. You know what I’m talking about. That three o’clock daze hits you and you’re headed to the vending machine to get some chips. But what to get? Better yet, what not to get?
Cheetos. You don’t want to eat this at work. Trust me, I tried. That orange, cheesy coating will not get off your fingers no matter how hard you try. Plus that pixy-like orange dust will coat everything from your keyboard to that important memo your boss wanted delivered to the CEO. Step back from Chester Cheetah, folks. He bodes you no good.
Cheetos say “I am a messy person who has no regard for office furniture or important work projects.” Continue reading
