Micros and Cubes

Dear Kiki,

Holy Shit! 

Work is crazy.  I wish I could clone myself.  It would be so nice to have minons I could rely on to help me get things done.  Instead of control freak micro managers and freakishly retarded people afraid of stepping outside their tiny life cubicle. 

A "cubicle thinking" co-worker decided that she would change our office mailing address to a PO Box downtown.  She just let Linda and I know about this....we were both like, um why?   - WTF!?!.   She explained that once a week she will swing by the post office and pick up the mail sort out the bills and bring us the rest.  What you have to understand is that out of the box of mail that we recieve every day only about 5 pieces of it is actually for her.  Seriously short sited.  This of course was okay by our office manager and financial manager - this sound planning is part of why we are now being accquired by The Portland Clinic. 

Love,
Popo


DAMN IT! I just realized that my quarterly shipment of wine will now be headed downtown.