Yeah, they were. The neighbor on the cube to the side didn’t play and wasn’t thrilled when a random paper ball would fall on her. But she was cool about it, and we introduced extra rules to penalize extra hardly if it went in her cube.

And my old boss was a micromanager and difficult to deal with in some ways, but in other ways he was awesome. He appreciated that everyone needs to unwind at work sometimes. And as long as we weren’t making a mess and we were getting our work done he was totally fine with our occasional shenanigans.

Some of my colleagues brought in Nerf guns a few times and we had some epic battles in our suite. We tried to clean up every stay Nerf dart. But we usually missed one or two. And he would find them and smile and just move on. I’m pretty sure he knew all the hijinx we got up to.