Three people work in the Culturedome, and two of them are on vacation. I’m the only one here until at least Tuesday, so clearly I needed to seize control of the territory:
With the help of router egg cartons, our shipper and an idea I borrowed from Ser Elliott of House Davie, I have declared this workspace my kingdom to rule with a tiny iron fist. My banner is flying, and all who enter the Kimlidome are subject to my whims and fancy. Beware! I am a fickle but hilarious ruler!
It is fun inside my head.