I’m so sorry I don’t meet your lofty standards of colleague-love. Now imagine if you and I happened to work for the same company, and had cubicles next to each

I’m so sorry I don’t meet your lofty standards of colleague-love. Now imagine if you and I happened to work for the same company, and had cubicles next to each other. Wouldn’t it be nicer to spend those 40 hours working next to the people you love? Why forced socialization with people you don’t get to pick?