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Originally Posted by BarTopDancer
Go turn them back on P. And if she says anything tell her you need to work and if she has an issue to take it up with your boss.
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It just becomes a tug of war. I turn them back on, she stomps down and turns them off. I'm a pawn in a literal turf war. there's not enough office space and the other department feels like they own this floor, and the building manager is on their side. There are just three of us in one small portion of prime, right on red square, with giant windows, real estate and they other floor residents would like us to leave. Usually I don't care because the large windows let in enough light, but this morning it was quite overcast and I didn't have enough light for what I was doing. I just count the months until graduation and hope flunky slips on a ball bearing while walking back to her office with a false sense of triumph.