Has anyone seen my privacy?

"Honey, what's our checking account number?"
"I don't remember. Check that paper that they used to wrap the newspaper bundles."

And while you're at it, invite the newspaper carrier in for some Spam-tastic Sunnydogs for breakfast. Nothing starts the day like fried chunks of Spam in pancake batter.

I don't know anyone, except for facilities managers, who likes cubicles. The office space is noisy and you have just the illusion of privacy. Yesterday, the person in the cube next to me said, "I couldn't help overhearing that you're planning another trip." Many conversations begin that way - "I couldn't help overhearing." It could be worse, though. I was recently in an office building that looked a lot like the headquarters from Men in Black. There was a long, wide center corridor, open for several floors up, with cubicles on each side for the non-management grunts. The cubicles had two walls and a half-height third wall, leaving each person exposed to the world. There are people who claim that better office space will be one of the differentiators as companies try to attract and retain good employees. I doubt it. Once a cheap idea is established, it's almost impossible to shake it loose.

There's a nasty little worm that's set to go off on Friday (and on the third of every month) on Windows systems. Make sure that your anti-virus definitions are up-to-date and that you run a full scan. (If you update your definitions without doing a full scan, your anti-virus software won't be able to detect things that snuck in before the update.) Here's more about it from Microsoft. Those of you on Mac or Linux systems can laugh quietly to yourselves.