Friday, to me means.....

[underpants]

For the next two days I don't have to listen to my next-door cube mates long new YAWK accent converstions with people about the intricate minutia of her life and her opinions on them that seem to always suddenly just end-with her in midsentence (isn't she always in midsentence?) just stopping and hanging up the phone.

I have actually laughed out loud as I couldn't help but overhear her (everyone can hear her) ripping into someone and then as she exhaled she hangs up the phone. Clearly the other end had had enough.

God GOD I never knew how horrific the cubeworld was. I had heard but I thought it was an exaggeration. My other employees make no sound all day long. I have NO IDEA what they could possibly be doing-I don't even hear keystrokes are anything.

Weird weird stuff.

[DarkTirade]

1. I can't stand people who feel the need to talk SO LOUD ALL THE TIME

that you can't help but overhear them, no matter how far away they are. Or how many other voices are chatting at the same time. Or even if you have padded headphones on.

Yes, girl in the coffeeshop on campus a few days ago, I'm talking about you.

Several tables away. Music playing the background. 30 other voices chatting at the same time. The girl I was sitting with and I were both doing homework and listening to our mp3 players. And we both could hear every word she said from halfway across the room. We didn't want to. We weren't even talking to each other much because we were both trying to get homework done. But yet we could hear every word she said. And the person she was talking to could barely get a word in edge-wise. And since she was speaking at a normal volume, we couldn't hear her even if she did. But this girl just kept going and going and going and going and Jesus tittyfucking Christ on a seatless bicycle, there isn't that much gossip to be had in this world unless you are speaking about the characters from every soap opera in existance.