The cube farm environment is already unpleasant enough with its ugly, drab walls and the steady, droning hum of incessant noise that sucks all the life out of people and turns them into brain-drained zombies, but at least once a week, something else happens. Someone answers a cell phone. No, I’m not talking about the people who are stuck in the cubes next to yours, and who are going about their daily activities, and happen to need to answer a phone because you and… Continue Reading