I had a terrible time getting dressed this morning. I must've tried on fifteen different combinations of skirts and tops. Oof.
A lady in outerwear put a stack of letters in her department outbox, which is outside of her cube and around the corner. Donnita picked them up and brought them back to the mailroom, and started going through them. One is for a lady who works ACROSS THE AISLE from the lady in outerwear. She probably would have had to take three extra steps to deliver it herself - oh horror of horrors.