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just a small update:
i came into work this morning and did my regular routine of stopping in the cafeteria, grabbing breakfast and bringing it back to my cube to chow down. just as i start eating (with my back to my cube entrance), i get that "someones standing right behind me" feeling. so i turn around and suprise-suprise there he is, just fucking standing there! he said something about my breakfast being really big and i just turned around and started eating. i just thank God i don't have to deal with this guy outside of work, if he was my neighbor, or worse related to me i think i'd end up choking this guy.
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