The day I returned to the office, after an absence of two bed-ridden weeks & three weeks of working at home, I felt like throwing up. The room reeked stale sweat smells unventilated in a tightly congested air-conditioned space! And my remaining friendly colleague, told me of the strange stares she got from opening the window to let the air out. Having been given fair warning of the state of the room, I armed myself with boxes of incense sticks, opened the window and burned away. It gave temporarily relief to my corner. But even after four sticks, I started retching again like a TB patient. No, I'm not exaggerating!

It doesn't help that the silence and seclusion I loved so much has vanished into the smelly air. I can't work when I have people hovering over my personal space talking to each other so loudly like I wasn't even there. These people have no respect for other "collegues" only because their stint in this tiny room is temporary. And that's the excuse admin gives too.

I swear it's not a joke trying to calculate numbers or write scripts while there are four people standing within a five feet radius of you. It's worse when everyone else is stressed out and ranting aloud. You can't help but be stressed for no farking apparent reason!!!

*sigh* I hate it here.