We have, in my office, what I term “nomadic office workers.” I’m sure you know the kinds of people that I’m talking about: they seem to have no desk and they wander throughout the halls, just as their cromagnon pocket-protector-wearing ancestors of yore did long ago on vast stretches of plains.
These nomads, if I may historically enlighten you, began forming tribes in corporate mail room caves in the Year of our Lord (A.D.) 40,000, Before Christ (B.C.). These early nomads spread quickly to such places as the Yao Ming Dynasty, which, as we all know, was a great dynasty of Chinese restaurants, including Pei Wei, P.F. Chang’s, and Chang’s All-You-Can-Eat Super Asian Buffet. Finally, with the invention of Europeans (patent pending), office nomads began stowing away on boats with names like Nano, Pinto Bean, and Santo Burrito, in order to sail to the “New World” in search of tea parties and office coffee pots. Upon their arrival in America, the office nomads were issued personalized coffee cups and began to spread to all corporate sectors; they now represent approximately twenty-five percent of corporate personnel.
Which brings us to the modern day and my office in particular. I’m not even really sure that some of our nomadic folks are actually employed in our office or if they are just tie-clip-wearing nomads that have found our halls and cubicle mazes to be particularly accommodating. But, rest assured, my office is full of these folks. No one has seen them actually do anything that can be construed as actual work; they just wander around, talking to people and drinking out of coffee mugs.