After spending several hours in my cubicle, I have begun to wonder,who decorated this place? What is it with the drab colors and boring shapes?

Everywhere you look, there are pale tans and burgundies. I want to know what moron hired this interior designer. The designer was probably a48 year old woman who lives in a small corner apartment (much like acubicle) with her ferret, Mr. Boing Boing. After being accidentally poked in both eyes by a limb while riding her Vespa scooter home from work, she was stricken blind.

At her job with the Interior Barn, they felt so sorry for her that they let her keep her job as a designer. With Mr. Boing Boing as her guide ferret, she began to feel colors with her hands and designed office buildings all over the world.

Ladies and gentlemen, this is how I believe that the lackluster and narcoleptic interior decorations of corporate offices were created.