Schultz Party of Four

A letter from Cubeville, at Christmas time.

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To whom it may concern:

(what a fantastic way to start a letter...to whom it may concern...excellent)

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I work in a cube. A rather cold cube at times but cozy for the most part, outfitted with a white board, dual monitors, and a Dilbert cartoon. Pictures of my children can be seen from all angles, and are a good conversation starter if the conversation lags, and the conversation nearly always lags. I work with engineers.

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I am an engineer. (Crap, is this conversation lagging?)

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On the way to work I sometimes get a frappucino at Starbucks, those days are always good days. Sometimes for lunch I buy a Coke, again a guarantee to a great afternoon. Most of the time (read: every hour) I worry about my food=happiness equation and ponder if it is truly a warped and twisted way of getting through life. Then I buy a Snickers and my mind calms a bit.

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I work on spreadsheets and other things with numbers. I like numbers. Not as much as frappucinos. I don't get to talk much, so I check Twitter. But its not the same. Well, actually engineers generally communicate in 140 characters or less, but that's about all the two have in common.

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I wish my job involved more talking. Really, next to forest ranger or train conductor, I would say engineers are some of the un-talkiest people I know.

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When I was in 7th grade my guidance counselor told me my career assessment had assessed that I would not like being a forest ranger because they are alone a lot. Assessment correct.

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Anyway, the point was to say "Merry Christmas" from Cubeville. So there you have it. In the most awkward way a girl can possibly say it sitting in a grey and blue cube at the most wonderful time of the year.

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With love,

K