From the moment he joined the office
I thought it was a phase that would pass
he’d give it up once I was
but it’s been nine months, and
Every time I pass the floor
from water cooler to desk
his eyes peer – fixed on me from
underneath his Lego haircut.
I’ve tried smiling,
I’ve tried ignoring,
I’ve tried warning:
“It’s rude to stare!”
“There’s such a thing as work place harassment, you know!”
It’s got so bad, I’m tempted to nut him,
(as I walk, unavoidably, pass his station.)
I probably would have done it already,
but one thing deters me:
the lawsuit from the James Wallace Trust
for destroying their portrait.
His eyes have more of a pinky look than can be seen here, and I do have to pass him to get to my office, but I would of course never really condone nutting the animate or inanimate!