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If there is a place where a lot of negative emotions and people have been can that area become cursed over time? I have a theory!

My theory is from the Cursed Cubicle at work. This cube has had negative people working in it since before I started working here, so that's 5+ years of built up negativity. I think it also eats Time as a treat throughout the day. Like when I spend my lunches on the internet using this computer, time passes so fast that it's almost as if I never really had a lunch at all.

Every person that has worked in this cube since I've been here has been fired, with one exception. We had one lady quit because she couldn't seem to work the hours meant for her position and refused to work anything but what she wanted, so when discussed with her she quit.

The last person who worked in this cube moved to the one next door when the coworker formerly in the last cube quit and moved on to another company. Though the new girl keeps threatening stuff already. Something about wanting a raise when she starts taking client calls and something about her 90 days (she's still temping) being up she may just leave. Oh boy.

Alright. I have to go for now because it takes three minutes to shut this computer down. You'll never notice me gone though.. I'll possibly add more to this post this afternoon at the front desk because we are blessed today. Be back soon.

So I'm back. A lot of time has passed, too. Like almost 2 hours! I know, you really missed me.

So far the Tart (partial nickname for the psychotic drama queen in the office - perhaps PDQ would work?) has been up here several times whining and crying about this or that. I knew it was going to be 'a bad day' for her when she got to whimpering as I gave her the first call this morning.

Alright, well. I finished entering data regarding some stuff and now I could use a break to get up and walk around. I probably won't bother though. Every time I get up to walk away for whatever reason the phone rings.

I've got aol radio playing and I've got aim express up (talking to the techie that's leaving us way too soon) and I'm posting here. Being bad all around I am. Perhaps in need of a beating? Maybe.

Erhm. I gotta go. New Girl had to tell a client he couldn't have HOLES in the side of his house.

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