Some thing don't change

I'm all excited on the inside given the past two weekends of sheer fun. At work, nothing has really changed.

This morning, I checked in my mailbox and found an interoffice mailer. From the first floor. I work on the second floor, and the mailboxes are maybe 30 feet from my desk. That said, why the person couldn't simply walk the item over to me and drop it on my desk is beyond me.

Someone on the first floor once asked me to interoffice them something. I told them I'd be more than happy to walk it down. Truly, it's not that hard.

There's a weird impersonal feeling around here sometimes. I really do work in The Office.