Red October.
I’ve always wondered why two of my coworkers always stand between their cubes when they want to talk. They’re both pretty tall, so wouldn’t it be obvoius that they were standing around? Proximity is also a non-issue, because they literally work 5 feet away from each other.
My mystery was solved today when one of the two was standing up with me in the aisle.
“Watch out [in Chinese]!” He says, and goes back into his cube and sits down.
I look around in bewilderment as to find the source of his warning. Then I see it:
About 20 feet away, there is a small, red, round ball floating up and down with the strides of a man. My feet were quick to rush back to my cube as my balding manager came over a few seconds to see if I had some time to help him out with something.
… I think I will join them in their next standing conversation.
3 years ago