The tea room encourages us to believe in Peace and Harmony. And teaches us how to respond to a bomb threat.
There's a man three cubicles over who I have never met. He speaks very loudly on the phone and calls everyone by their first name repeatedly. He says things like, "It's a robust policy, Paul. But Paul, I think we need to think about synergy and work together to achieve strategic implementation, Paul".
In the stationery room, on a top shelf, there are six of those beige plastic boxes with see-through brown lids and little square plastic dividers inside, to store floppy disks.
The air conditioning makes us very cold and people sit in their cubicles wearing scarves and beanies.
When the boss closes her office door, someone always "goes to get something" from the cupboard on the other side of her dividing wall -- you can hear every word she says.
People hoard "the good pens" in their desk drawers.
