But my friends work on the third floor. I worked there for a month. It was a lot more fun. People talked over their cubicles all the time. And I was near these two guys, but I was very quiet, and they would always forget I was there. And they would say something that could be interpreted as dirty -- like something about a "nice rack" -- and I would pipe up and say "I heard that!" But they always insisted that the intended meaning was innocent, like they were talking about a new stereo system or something, and that I just have a dirty mind. People tend to say that about me sometimes.
So anyway, my friends on the third floor tell me that the latest gossip is that there is going to be a round of layoffs in Management. And that the bottom fifteen percent of Management is GONE. And that "bottom" means rank, not performance.
Man. If that happens, I hope they lay me off. Because I'm leavin' anyway eventually, and that way I could collect unemployment until I found a new job. And really, if they do go through with some heavy layoffs and I'm not one of them, I'll feel bad when I leave. Because someone else who needed their job more could have stayed.
Then again, when I was working on the third floor, the gossip was that they might not be able to make payroll, and they would take some money out of our paychecks and we'd get it back the next pay period, or something. That never happened, though. Maybe the third floor people are just a bunch of dummies.