The office

I finally got an office. It’s an awesome office. It used to be a closet, but now? It’s all mine.

I even have a window view. If you look out my door, down the hall to Sabrina’s office I can see, quite clearly, the window reflecting on the glass wall of her office. See?

I’ve made it. I’m thinking I feel not at all that different than Barack, that first day he walked into his office.

Doncha think?