Step into my office

I currently have my own office. Yes, I am no longer in the cube farm, but in an honest-to-goodness office....with a door. The firm is so busy, that there is a shortage of workstations....except for one of the offices usually occupied by the principals. So here I am.

This is good for many reasons:

• I can completely control the temperature of my immediate working environment. When I am cold, I need super ultra fucking fast heat right fucking now!!! That is, until the moment that I suddenly realize that I am too hot. Then COLD!!! NOWWWW!!!!!!!! Crank up the AC because immediate gratification takes too long! Anyone who has ever ridden in a car with me knows this to be true.
  
• I can finally open email attachments sent to me by my friend Curtis, without anyone wondering why I am looking at screenshots of gay porn.
  
• I can watch bum fights from my window. At least twice a day there is a loud altercation in the park across the street, and now I can see and hear it all, baby!
  
• I can use the phone without everyone around me knowing that I am scheduling my yearly pap smear, or ordering refills for birth control pills.