I trip up the stairs to the call center. A quick scan confirms my suspicion. I weave through a few corridors to the IT department. More of the same. Back downstairs, I look through the purchasing room and finance department. Same. Same. Same.
I sink in my chair, knowing now that my inkling was correct. I stand alone. I am marked. Cursed, even. Cast out and forlorn. I am the only one. I am the only one in the entire building without a flat panel LCD monitor.
I look up at the giant CRV machine before me, feeling both resentment and pity for its grubby screen, unexplained patches of velcro attached to its sides, and the way its pixels fuzz in and blur out in vertical lines at certain intervals in the day. This morning, four boxes containing shining, new 28-inch Dell flat panel monitors arrived in our department, and my coworkers chattered with glee as they replaced their old flat panel monitors with new flat panel monitors. There were now enough to give three employees two flat panel monitors, for optimum viewing and organization on their computers.
I remain alone with my tube-powered giant, like the child that got last week’s beanie weenies for hot lunch because the cafeteria had enough pizza for everyone but him. I look forward with a somber face and determined eyes, knowing that one day, if I am worthy, I will be rewarded for my patience and fortitude.
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