Windows: Almost as great as TV

In my new office there are windows. I know this might not sound like a big deal to you, O Fair Readers, but it is a HUGE (yuge, even) deal to me. My old office had one measly window and it was in my boss's office. HIS office. And my space, which was all the space that was NOT his office, had no windows. None. One day this nice lady came to meet with my boss and on her way out she said, "You know, honey, [Fill in remote Scandinavian country here] has a law that says all employees must have a window." I never bothered to find out if that was true, but aren't those remote Scandinavian countries fantastic? [Did you know that back in the Days of Yore we call the 1980's, Finland's government decided that the Finnish people (Finlandians?) were being sorely affected by their close proximity to the Bleak and Sad Soviet Union and consequently sent everyone home for a "Sex Holiday"? It's true! I learned this from the 20th Anniversary Edition of Trivial Pursuit, a veritable FONT of worthless and often mildly disturbing information.]

But back to the windows in the office I swore I would not talk about on this website. The windows? Are everywhere. And they are big and bright and if I sneak into my boss's office when he is not around, I can see WATER. Real water! Visible! From my office!

Anyway, so I have spent, like, 15 whole entire minutes just staring out the nearest available window which affords me a lovely view of the tortoise-like traffic on the Ballard Bridge, the bridge that I myself will be crossing in a short while. This can't get me down, though, because I! Am looking! Out a WINDOW!

I have moved up in the world. For example, I am no longer working on a computer running Windows ME, Office 98, and 14 different spyware programs that regenerate themselves every time the Microsoft minions walk me through a third party spyware-killer and tell me I am good to go. I do not answer the phone. I do not take the Office Mascot for walks. I am not the De Facto IT Consultant and "Reading Minds" is nowhere to be found on my job description. Not that my old job was all bad. Does my new boss stock an entire mini-fridge full of orange pop for me? Nooooo.