Thursday, June 12, 2008

An open letter to the girl in the next cube

Please, please, please learn to do whatever it is you do without muttering what you're reading under your breath. It's almost as annoying as the horse-like sound you make when you eat those pretzel sticks every afternoon for four hours.

In fairness, your sing-songy multi-hour long gossip phone conversations during which you alternate between desk phone and cell phone, occasionally using both at once, is still by far your most annoying habit.

By contrast, I've almost learned to ignore the loud clomping noise your shoes make whenever you take more than a single step and sometimes even then.

But please. The muttering-under-your-breath-as-you-read thing is a bridge too far. There have to be limits.

PS. None of the above should be construed in any way as a suggestion that you should begin once more to listen to crappy Chinese pop music on your computer's speakers. Everyone in earshot of you is glad that you finally stopped after the four-dozenth complaint. -b

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