Don't tell my supervisor, but I am slowly but surely making over my little cube. Originally it was just a long faux wood table with four plastic molded chairs, but now---it has a large, soft, fluffy blue chair. And this is just the first of four.
I'm just going to wait and see how it goes over on Monday. Will there be jealousy? Anger? Ire over a lack of consultation?
I cannot imagine how anyone can expect kids to learn sitting on those horrible, uncomfortable chairs. Seriously, eight hours in those things? It was pure torture. (Not to mention that I was sick of having my swivelly, soft office chair stolen every time I turned around).
My supervisor rarely visits my little cube, so I may go undetected for quite awhile---at least until I can think up a plausible explanation for the sudden presence of the thrift store chair. I need to think up a good justification for the change. Any thoughts?
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