NO!!

"Kell, come on now, you’re making this really hard on us..."
"We don’t *want* to do this."

I’m backed into a corner. My arms are desperately clutching my computer monitor to my chest, head is frantically shaking from side to side to, eyes darting from one coworker to the next, catching their slowly advancing steps... One stops when my gaze finds him, trying to placate me with soothing song; another inches closer.

"Easy now Kell- it’s best to do this now when Noble’s not here."
"Hun, you know you brought this on yourself..."

I can’t believe they’re finally going to do it.
I’m having my internet privileges taken away.

::bereft::

I am the saaaaaaddest girl in the world. Sitting on the edge of the concierge desk, my head is too sad! to hold up on its own. Instead my chin sits in the palms of my hands- arms almost too sad! to lift. I’m impressing everyone with my HUGE dramatic sighs (too sad!) The AGM comes over...

"Go ‘way- I’m too sad! to talk to you right now."
"Kell- ::amused exasperation:: it’s only for a while, just to make a poin..."
"But what do you expect me to *do* now??"
"...you cannot be serious."

After pouting and feeling all guilty-like for half the day, I decided that I now had the perfect excuse to reconnect my apartment to the intrawebs (sad face inspired sales to hook me up with half price internets) and became happy:D But not obviously so as I still wanted management to feel guilty about ruining my work day. Management didn’t relent *but* our IT guy couldn't stand to see me too sa... well- you know:)

Happy x2. I’m still here. Shhhhh....