Who's laughing now?

Well, it's another morning in cubicle paradise. Although it's still early, I've run into a bit of trouble at this hour. I have a question for you, and maybe you can reply with some sort of solution. I am fascinated by the standard simple sleek design of an office cubicle - the battleship gray shelf that I can conveniently place my stackable letter trays for memos, and the built in file cabinet that so perfectly matches the shelf and the fasteners that hold this oasis together. And, lets not forget the mighty walls themselves, each identically clad with a light gray burlap fabric which adds to the ascetics of my home away from home.

Now, here is where we run into a bit of trouble. Those fantastically starched burlap fabric walls, lead unsuspecting cubicle regulars to believe that these walls are the ideal texture and material to insert one of the offices favorite friends: The Tac. Let me tell you, and possibly paint a more vivid visual image of the frustrations that we cubicle lovers like to call "The Deceit".

As I began to reorganize my new cubicle last week, I wanted to surround myself with photos, colorful brochures of our competitors to inspire me, and agendas with names and numbers of key people i may need to contact. I saw that most of my office supplies were already sitting on my desk, including a vibrant box of tacs. There were tacs of different colors and shapes which drew me in immediately (I'm one of those girls who is attracted to shiny things), so I quickly grabbed my favorite color and a photo of my Grandma Helen and tried to shove my tac through it at a key spot on the cubicle wall. I got it through, stepped back, and watched it fall to the ground. Fail. I tried again at a different section of my cubicle. Fail. I tried again and again with different patches of burlap and different colors of tacs, thinking there must be some defect. To no avail, I was tricked by "The Deceit", scammed by the laughing cubicle designers who are probably sitting in cubicles of their own - happy and sticking tacs into their tac-friendly cubicle walls.

Fortunately, I love the burlap, and I don't want to hide nor cover it up with some silly family photo. I would like to think I got the last laugh. Those cubicle designers set out to make us miserable. Little do they know how much I enjoy this, as Dilbert would say, "Tiny Realm" tucked away in the peaceful corner of our building. Tacs or not, I will not be shaken.

**If you have any suggestions for my tac-filled dilemma, please send them my way.

AND ENJOY THE PAC-MAN GAME I ADDED FOR ALL YOU READERS. Think of it as me giving back to you.