He calls the jacks Kevin Sorbo!

I've been spending an increased amount of time at work in Secret Hiding Spaces. I have two: one of them is the handicapped restroom (there are no handicapped employees here, so I don't feel bad occupying this place), which is its own little room, but there is really only one place to sit down in there (I don't like sitting on toilets while clothed because I'm afraid I'll pee a little), and there are no windows, so it's not my preferred Secret Hiding Space. My primary SHS is an abandoned stairwell that is not used much by anyone since the Giant Layoffs diminished the workforce and the still-employed employees are on the other side of the building. Anyway, this stairwell has a window with a nice view of the Blue Hills, and a windowsill that I can sit on, so it's pretty nice; however, it's not quite as private as the handicapped restroom. So usually I spend my time in the handicapped restroom doing things like plucking my eyebrows and other weird grooming things that I don't want to be caught doing, and I make non-private phone calls in the abandoned stairwell.

Sometimes I wish I were a smoker so I could take smoking breaks all the time. Jean used to take "fresh air breaks" at the hospital while all the smokers went outside to smoke. I think non-smokers shouldn't be punished by having to work while smokers are outside in the sunshine. If I didn't already take so many breaks (see previous paragraph), I would definitely take this up with the management: