evil chair

So it has been determined that the chair/desk in the back corner of our office is filled with dark energy. It's kind of a tittlating dark energy. Not the "kill your neighbors in their sleep" type but the "be a total bitch and don't help or want to help" type energy. Since I have assumed the position, my natural sunny disposition has become decidedly clouded. I have not made eye contact with any employee other than the chosen ones (our dept.) in a week. I am increasingly hostile to the non-competants that demand stupid ass things that I don't have time or desire to fool with. i.e. binders, slides, signs. Oh, and add brochures, postcards, flyers to that list also. In fact, if it's not blogging or checking email, please don't bother me at all. I have way more important things to focus on. When Colormist owned this prime real estate she got to be the quirky one. Nobody messed with her. They knew she was a creative and couldn't be bothered. She could send If You See Kate running from the office with just an evil glance. I feel this power already...I actually had a drone ask me if they could just go ahead and ask me a question while I was working since I kept bloggin for a good 5 minutes before I even acknowledged her presence. After another 5 minute pause, I said "sure". Later in the day, I intercepted an email from said drone to Stepzilla saying she was having trouble getting what she needed in the way of awesome binder cover materials from the marketing dept. Man o man... I laughed... she thinks she had trouble before...