office invasion
last week, the office was invaded by artists. they don't have any business in the office. they don't have any recording. they went to the office because they had nothing better to do but hang out. most especially in my cubicle. so that left me with three afternoons of absolutely no work. no work done means piled up work. great.
the Seven-E were waiting for a meeting. i don't know who among them came up with the idea to kill time in the office before their meeting. one chatted on the phone. one played Tantra, as usual. the rest were either listening to music in the music room or watching videos of themselves dancing. oooooh-kay.
Roxy was here was three days. yeah, she was the one hogging my pc in the afternoons. she even asked me to go to the mall with her. duh-uh. she's having problems at home that's why she opted to hang out in the office. sigh.
Norwegian and Same Family Name With Brandon were in and out of the office as if they were in a computer shop.
one afternoon, i opened the music room and voila! there was an artist lying on the floor, one artist was playing the guiter, two were goofing around and the other two surfing the internet. hu-waw. where did you all come from?
i'm glad that the artists are comfy in the office because that means we have "good" relationship with them. but with all the artists coming in and out of the office last week, i became paranoid because Not The Photographer might warn me that they are disrupting work already. this made me sad. i hope this will remain as my paranoia.