Conversations Overheard in a Cubicle

Good things come in threes:
Acceptance into graduate school
Marriage
New job

Mine would be:
Free pie in the kitchen
Pantyhose that are already stretched out and therefore not digging into my stomach
Remembering my Ipod to drown out office conversation

Guess you have to start small.

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