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Well, at a minimum, writing this down has been incredibly cathartic... In truth, I've had a couple of rough days at work and was about to send an incredibly angry text message to a coworker, but decided to write out a couple of my little zombie fantasies instead. I feel a LITTLE better.
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I think that at my current job, probably the best weapon I'd have is my laptop - I could use it to bludgeon the heads of the walking dead... Though I think that I might experience a perverse joy of taking my stapler and stapling the nose of Chet, the fetid data analyst two cubes down...
Then again, he has a fish tank... Breaking said fish tank could possibly yield weapons in the shards of glass.
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