I Quit The Cubical

Dear Cubical,

I want a divorce.  I want out of this relationship; it’s OVER.  I’m tired of your lies; your false promises and your infidelity. I considered writing, “ Its me, not you”, but I’d be lying. This has been a long time in making, fifteen years since we started this journey together, but we’ve groan apart and you’ve betrayed my trust.

At first when we were young, things were great; they were new and fresh and exciting.  There was free Starbucks drip coffee, smiling faces, meeting lunches/dinners and reasonably clean bathrooms. It was quiet and peaceful in our office neighborhood. I could close my door and think, learn and work for you. You didn’t mind when I went on trips.  I travelled all over the world had adventure to tell you about when I got back and you loved to hear about them. You encouraged me that the future would be great.

But then things changed over the years.  Our doors vanished, anyone could just walk-in; the walls became shorter, our space became smaller, the coffee left, there was no more travel and learning stopped, it became just doing. Doing the same thing everyday, having the same arguments day after day, watching bad decisions being made everyday. I told you things weren’t right, you told me I was a victim, that I was not being a team player. So kept my mouth shut; I just kept DOING. I was slowing being entombed, day after day being buried just a little more. It became just a little bit harder to breath every day. Our relationship became my coffin.

Then you started seeing other people, not behind my back but in front of me.  I looked the other way at first. I had no choice but I could hear you and them talking all day. I realized you’d lied to them too. The false promises were everywhere. I was just one of many just DOING, just listening to your lies.

So this is goodbye; I’m leaving you...you’ll be hearing from my lawyers; I want half.

Brian