One of my biggest office pet-peeves is peoples' inane tendency to drag their fingers along the cube walls as they walk by. It really hearkens back the days of 3rd grade, and those kids who used to absent-mindedly touch everything around them as they wandered through the halls.
You know that kid, the one with the thick eye-glasses and nasally voice. He'd pick his nose and then smear his finger along the wall, not even aware that such behavior would inevitably lose him a seat at the cool kids' lunch table.
I guess it can be inferred that 30-something years of being eschewed by most everyone makes the computer an attractive companion, because everyone here is that kid. Or is it the other way around: a scientfically curious mind precludes any consideration for the subtelties of human interaction? Nature versus nurture, I guess...at any rate, stop touching my shit!
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Um... I still touch everything that I walk by... Shit. You are a jerk. I hate you.
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