Mary Margaret walks into my cube crying. Someone stole her chair.
I’m out of sympathy but she’s still crying. And she’s not leaving.
2 seconds later:
I tell her she can have my chair.
5 seconds later:
She says “No, I couldn’t, Alan” and then leaves with it.
53 seconds later:
I realize I can’t stand and type at my computer. I need a chair.
The hunt is on.
I pass Otto’s cube. He spins toward me in his chair like a Bond villain. Then he keeps spinning. He can’t seem to stop.
Farook from Accounting peers out of his cube and tells me to keep my eyes off his chair… He’s written his name on it.
I ask Nutless Tom if he knows where I can find a spare chair.
For some reason, he whispers. He tells me that chairs are a precious commodity at Hamish Industries. Then he sits down – quickly.
9.07am – 9.10am:
I discover a part of our office I’ve never seen before. I feel like Magellan.
But no chair to be found.
I ask Carlita if she knows where I can find a chair. She looks at me like I just asked if I could see her naked.
I need a chair!
Walk past Mary Margaret’s cube. She’s not in it. I stare at my chair…
I steal back my chair.
Back in my cube and seated in my chair.
Mary Margaret walks into my cube crying. Someone stole her chair. I offer sympathy. But that’s all she’s getting.