No longer is the question "Is there any mail today?" in use. Now it is "How many thousands of letters are we sending out today???" Such a look of utter ecstasy when handed slices of trees!
Note the evil, temperamental, female folding machine on the right. It hates James... but it works for me. It's fickle... I talk to it to encourage it. James just says it female.
And since I work in an office with 3 guys over 6 feet tall, I get jealous of their ability to look over the cubicle wall... so I drag a chair over and climb up and feel better about myself because that way I am capable of being just as cool as them.
Photos are courtesy of David S.
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