When I arrived at the office yesterday, I stopped first to chat with a colleague. “There was a guy here on Friday, and I had him turn off your lights,” she said, pointing to my end of the office, where my desk sat, finally, in the dark.

Overhead lights are a pet peeve of mine, especially the fluorescent kind, and I’ve been on a mission to darken my workspace as long as I’ve been here. My colleague Brenda has become my partner-in-crime.

I’ve no problem with natural light streaming in the window, but the flickering overhead substitution, well, it is no substitution. Better to look at a screen from a dim and quiet place, which is what I’m doing now.

Ah ….