i was waiting to talk to a guy about matter of business. he was on the phone and i was leaning on the outer wall of his cube. these were the chest high variety with the coarse fabric panels. i had my arms folded in front of me, resting on the ledge of the cube's wall. if you removed the barrier and i held the pose i would have looked like the i dream of jeanie girl before casting a spell. without, of course, the ponytail and see through pants.
the guy i was waiting to talk to ranked as the most unimpressive fellow i've ever met in professional life. i recall re-processing the words he said to his customer, translating them to what should have come out of his mouth. legend had it that he once caused a client to have a heart attack. the customer died on the floor of his office. this is how he came to be working where i was, which was considered by many to be our company's corporate version of siberia. the most embarrassing facet of this detail is i came to this office of lost toys via promotion and he through consequence which speaks volumes about where my journey began.
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