My Cubicle

On June 17, 2006, I receive a very wierd email. It is wierd coz it came from my boss. What so wierd about it you may ask. Well the things is she sent me a email attached with a song that goes like this:
(The lyrics to the song to be sung in the tune of "You're Beautiful" by James Blunt)

My job is stupid
My day's a bore
Inside this office
From 8 to 4
Nothing ever happens
My life is pretty blank,
Pretending that I am working
Pray I don't get canned
My cubicle, My cubicle
It's 1 of 62
It's my small space
In a crowded place
Just a six by six board booth
And I hate it, that't the truth
When I give a sigh
As the boss walks by
No one ever talks to me
Or looks me in the eye
And I really should work
But instead I just sit here
And surf the internet
And my cubicle, my cubicle
It doesn't have a view
It's my small space
In a crowded place
I sit inside there too
And sometimes I sit here nude

Well that is how the song ended. So now, don't you think that was wierd? The first thing I was thinking was is she trying to tell me something? Well not that I do not do my work but I do suft the net and at times I do steal time off work to do my personal stuff. Not forgetting chatting of course. My collegue suggested for me to ask her this question Why? In my opinion it is a waste of time as well as like getting myself a dead sentence. So I just left it at that and go on doing what I do.... and this is one of it. Yeah!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!