I’M BEING MOVED NEXT FRIDAY TO A NEW SEAT AND I’M VERY UPSET ABOUT THIS. I LIKE MY SEAT AND I HATE CHANGE AND THIS IS REALLY FUCKING GAY.
I’ll chain my ass to my fucking desk if I have to. Or quit. Yeah, maybe I’ll just quit!
There’s one pro, though: I’ll be far away from Gum Popper.
Eleanore keeps saying things like, "Babe, I don’t know why you’re complaining. You’re moving to the best seat!" Still, this is really fucking unacceptable.