That Guy

My cubemate across the cube-hall is "that guy." The guy who copies our boss on every email he sends me so that there is a record of our interaction. The guy who sends me email despite the fact that I sit here, literally 5 feet away from him, all day long. He is that guy who comments on my commings and goings ("Getting in early today?" or "Heading home eh??") as though he was keeping a physical log of my work hours. And sadly, might be doing just that.