We got our desks today. Gerald and I got cubes across from each other near a window that looks out over a graveyard.

The cubes are about chest high, so you can see across the whole floor if you stand up. Gerald said he was hoping for a more "private situation", as he isn't hooked up to the internet at home and was hoping to get some surfing done here.

I guess he's been barred from the local library.

Fitzy sits right behind us, along with this girl with jet black hair who wears tons of eyeliner. She was arguing with a customer when we were moving in.

When I was done getting set up, I looked around the floor and saw Sue in a big cube a few rows over yelling at people to get back on the phone. Fitzy said that cube's called "The Watchtower", and it tells the managers who's on a call and how long people are off the phone.

I guess being off the phone is bad, as people calling in have to wait longer to have their call answered. Sue seems to think yelling helps.

Everyone in my training class was pretty glad to get rid of those binders, except for this one guy named Keith who was leaving his binders under a table in the classroom every night. Apparently, someone came in last night and took them, although Keith seems to think the janitor might have thought they were trash and carted them off.

Given that the same Twix wrapper has been sitting on the windowsill since I started, I don't think the janitor thinks much of anything is trash.

Paige said it was OK and she'd get him some replacement binders by Monday, but she seemed pretty pissed about it. She kept ignoring Gerald when he'd raise his hand up, and only let Angela ask one question.

I don't think Keith is going to last too long.

At lunch, Reynaldo told us he was psyched about his seat, because they put him right outside Sue's office, and he'll be able to build "rapport" with her. He said rapport is very important in business, and looked very eager to start building it.