Low Expectations

My new cube mate is awesome. She comes to work with me on most Fridays and eats my desk, but I don't care. I mean, I don't want her to swallow wood splinters or anything, but the desk itself is ugly and therefore should be eaten.

The best part about my new cube mate is that she's too young for me to expect anything from her. She doesn't have to show signs of intelligence or an attention span. She doesn't have to behave. She doesn't have to be good at anything. If I could expect as little from junior-level workers in Cube City, I think I'd like them better.