The walls are not very tall at all, my friend

The walls are not very tall and I can hear you.

Yes, I can hear you, you little potty-mouthed rooster. Fuck-a-doodle-doing from your cubicle at six in the a.m., almost daily.

It's a bit early and somewhat inappropriate for your dive-bar type of language. Your "Fuck this bitch," desktop cocktail with a "Sonofabitch," chaser.

My office is a typical Corporate American office. Grey fabric walls snapped together like Lego’s, placing desks back-to-back and side-by-side. The walls are tall enough to make you feel like you're in your own office, until someone walks by. If you are one of the lucky ones, who's cubicle resides in an area where there is minimal traffic, you can almost forget that other people are here. My cube is situated in one of those areas. I can see two other co-workers from my cubicle, but I'd have to turn around to do that. The other two co-workers can only be seen if I stand up. I rarely ever turn around or stand up, so I forget that they are there. I forget, until they make noise.

It's six a.m. and our system goes down, followed by a deep, elongated sigh and then foul language from the man sitting behind me. Mind you, our system goes down daily, so I can feel his frustration. Usually, he takes the words right out of my head, but I had always thought it was in bad taste to use such language in the workplace.

"We can hear you," grumbles the girl directly behind me, sharing the wall next to his.

"I'm sure you can, but this fucking thing never works!" Was his reply.

"I know you're frustrated, but try using your big boy words." I add to the conversation. He brushes me off with a wave of his had, without ever turning around.

Don't get me wrong I'm not offended. I've been known to throw a few colorful four-letter words around, but I do it outside of the office. Mostly in my car.

So, when did it become acceptable for corporate America to use curse words? Now, I'm not talking about curse words being exchanged in conversation between friends on break-time and it's not just this guy that sits behind me, it's being used in general work conversations on the floor. Outside of this small area that I sit in, I've heard others drop an S-bomb here or there and someone referred to themselves as a bitch during a meeting.

Did I just happen to get the most relaxed office in the world or do other offices work this way? I mean, why bother having us dress up and look uncomfortably professional, if we're going to talk as if we're waiting for our rounds at the bar.