Mad for Marbles

Dear people in my office (especially those I definitely report to or kind of report to in a way I don't entirely understand),

This office is a maze. A big one. There are printers everywhere, and any number of ways to get from point A to point B. The fact that you need to walk by my desk every five minutes is greatly hindering my Marbles progress.

I know, I know. I'm being selfish. But choosing an alternate route is really a win-win situation for everyone. I don't want to get fired, and most importantly, I know you don't want to fire me. Let's not make the situation awkward -- just don't walk by my desk.

I don't know if this is going to help me or hurt me, but I think it's important to be honest here. My brain cannot do work past 4:30pm. Maybe it's the lunch kicking in, maybe it's the post-caffeine crash, or maybe it's even my general malaise with life inside these four walls. Whatever the case, my brain can physically not function. What would you have me do? Smoke out in front of the building? IM with my friends? Shoot up heroin in the handicapped bathroom? I don't think so. I think you'd rather I used my strategic skills, set a goal and accomplished it. And I have a goal -- 400 points. And I'm close! Please, I beg you -- leave me alone and let me get there. For the sake of all of us.

With many thanks,
Jess