tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3786818.post700367756923775834..comments2024-03-18T17:08:18.111-05:00Comments on Fatale Abstraction: Pimp my cubiclephlegmfatalehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08636803080525003892noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3786818.post-49985675780392129552010-07-03T09:53:55.756-05:002010-07-03T09:53:55.756-05:00Having had HR tell me that an anonymous complainan...Having had HR tell me that an anonymous complainant felt "intimidated" by the two targets on my wall, the milsurp calendar <i>and the Nerf missile launcher on my monitor,</i> I'm just a little bit down on caring <i>what</i> my cow-orkers think any more.Rosshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06200886189047167777noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3786818.post-33000198669088446082010-07-02T18:50:13.603-05:002010-07-02T18:50:13.603-05:00Nothing says *Cubicle Pimp* like a black velvet pa...Nothing says *Cubicle Pimp* like a black velvet painting and a tiki mug!NotClauswitzhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14358707844087117280noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3786818.post-31344448697112166312010-06-30T07:55:05.469-05:002010-06-30T07:55:05.469-05:00Hehe. Rank has its privileges. I'm now the m...Hehe. Rank has its privileges. I'm now the managing partner at my law firm. I have pics of an AR15 on my wall, and different ammo rounds on my desk. Complaints about decor are to be submitted to ... me!<br /><br />I find that no one even blinks, though.Lawyerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04244701212946562926noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3786818.post-48301320983776847782010-06-28T16:44:53.260-05:002010-06-28T16:44:53.260-05:00Different companies have different cultures. A for...Different companies have different cultures. A former employer allowed only family photos---nothing else, no posters or toys. A different employer allowed company oriented stuff. I hung my patents for awhile but finally stripped everything down to just a EAA calendar.<br /><br />Frankly, I wouldn't want a lot of junk around. All too often, stuff grows legs and walks off.Crucishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15441911110953212619noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3786818.post-46744657593371569062010-06-28T02:13:47.124-05:002010-06-28T02:13:47.124-05:00I stripped all my stuff out of my veal cage a coup...I stripped all my stuff out of my veal cage a couple of years ago. Folks got nervous about the dummy .50MBG round and the Mk13 grenade (dummy, of course) I kept for desk toys. At least they sorta didn't get the clacker, and thought it was a stapler or something. Now all I have are lolcat posters and a couple of 'coffeemugs'. <br /><br />I look at it as less I'll have to haul out when they decide to fire us all and send our jobs to Mumbai.Rabbithttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09924556230506190220noreply@blogger.com