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our entire office moved. new building. many people. drama. a snakepit of female vipers. day 3 and viper X blows past me lugging a table 10 times the size of her. sheer anger and adrenaline was driving her back into her pit with her table. it seems with our newfound space, she and others lost space. our previous building was deemed 'unhealthy' by a trio of engineers that no one actually ever saw. "hey viper X" i said. no response. hiss only. a nasty verbal response would have been better than that. i'm getting sick of all of this b.s. we didn't ask for this. too many supposed friends. as far as viper X goes...i hope she chokes on her lettuce. it would seem that i am bitching, but you know what? we consider these people friends, and of course we moved in on their turf, but they turned business into personal and it sucks. ...and we had no say whatsoever in the move. fuck 'em all. whatever. feeling better now.
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