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Office Spaced

Just as I had made up my mind to fire up Dreamweaver, make a spiffy portfolio site and spurt email feelers into the job market, my boss drops a raise and a new job title on me. Interesting times here at the office. It's nothing new or shocking, just getting a job description a year and 4 months after the fact. I almost feel like I have a future here now.

But...

Just now, one of the wholesale managers walked by my cube and looked EXACTLY like a Vogon bureaucrat. Sloped shoulders molding into his head, chin fused with his chest. Slow gait. Creepy. And I wonder... Is that me in a few years here?