TINY BUBBLES
This morning makes the second time I have driven to work, and on auto-pilot, gone straight to our old building. I can blame the Oscars for it this morning, though. I completely forgot that they were on last night and heard the news on the radio this morning on the way to work. My boss’s boss is back from his business trip, and has arranged his desk so that he’s basically peering over my back when he’s at his desk. I feel like I’m under survelliance. Plus, he and the woman on the other side of me have already started...