As is customary in corporations, when there is a large growth, office gangs are formed. The older employees, feeling a loyalty to each other, joined forces to create the hardliner faction known as “The Crows”. The Crows are spotted for their black shoes and matching socks and some variation of blue shirt.

The new group of employees call themselves “The Sharks”. They walk around in a large group singing and snapping their fingers. Its pretty weird and I don’t think they get a lot accomplished. They wear tight jeans and have their sleeves rolled up.

Then there are the people in the middle who are only noticeable because they don’t have any particular alignment and are really only at the office to get work done and make a living. They are referred to as “The Weak B*!%@#$%s Who Are Too Weak to Have an Opinion.” They are generally not liked.

I have joined the socialist party. I am not really sure if we have a gang sign or gang colors but for some reason my healthcare and prescription drugs are free. I don’t think that the party will exist very long before we run out of money but I am going to ride this train as long as I can.

Oh, there is a rumble today at 4:10 under the stairs and next to the copier. I don’t think that we are involved but I am going to go anyway. It is always fun to watch a keyboard brawl.