As some of you may already know, my workspace is a large office-like cubicle. I have a door that locks and a window that overlooks the parking lot. It is a lovely view indeed. I have high walls that afford me a good amount of visual privacy. These walls, however, are extremely thin and are comprised out of plastic and some sort of textured poly-cotton blend. My office neighbors, who have inhabited these structures for some time, still don't seem to understand that I can hear every single word that they say. I will hear one neighbor, whispering in futility, complaining about the other neighbor or, perhaps, engaging in a sensitive phone conversation. I only hope that when they complain about me and my tyrannical management style that they have the courtesy to take it outside.