Vulnerable to assassins

My coffee guy only bothers to collect from me every couple of days, and the security guard at work gets offended if I try to show him my ID. Upstairs in my office the admin and I wait for the bosses to leave for their budget meeting. Then she watches I Love New York and I write term papers. At 12:30 we grab lunch from the deli across the street. I get spicy tofu and green beans and pollock.