This week I got two new neighbors in the cubicle farm - Jovial Bob and his compatriot, Charlie. I don't know much about Charlie except he likes the Raiders and has a babershop quartet moustache. And Bob is quite jovial, the type who asks you, "how the heck are you?", but I think he may have a bit of a dark side. Still, it turns out he's hip to the same music I like, B-Boys, B-52s, not so much Bow Wow Wow though. These guys do customer support, so that means there's lots more talking going on, but so far it hasn't bugged me. They were moved up here for synergy reasons. I'll never understand corporate thought like that, but then I never went to business school either.

In other news, we have been given food twice this week. Monday it was cake in honor of Mr. B's birthday. They decided to surprise him. Personally, I don't think octogenarians should be surprised, but there were no mishaps. Today we got pizza in honor of a good sales month. Those damn engineers almost ate it all before I got there, but fortunately they don't like veggie pizza. I guess the thought is a well-fed worker is more productive.