Steve is not a happy camper. Came in, opened his door and said, "what's this?". Went in and closed his door. He starts e-mailing the associate kinda yelling at her. Also e-mailing her to move their offices. Marc, the guy who moved it in there went to go in Steve's office, but it was locked and Steve yelled he was busy. Marc gets the key from Steve's assistant, and opens the door. Steve just keeps saying he's busy. Marc said he was here to move furniture. Steve told him to leave it and get out. The associate was kinda yelling at Marc, saying she knew she'd get blamed.
Oh my goodness. They called building maintenance to come up and move it back. The associate is stomping back and forth between her office and his.
It's a bit tense around here right now. I'm laying low and staying out of the crossfire.
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