signs I wouldn’t make it in a real job
the person in the office next door has been having what I call a “social lunch” for the past two hours. it’s very loud and it happens with some frequency. poor me in my office alone with the door closed can still hear them. I don’t mind, per se, but I am more or less annoyed in in principle. you shouldn’t be this loud for this long. so what does this say about me:
a) I’ve been a spoiled brat too long and didn’t pay my dues when I was in a cubicle
b) it’s testament to how sad this office is when hearing someone else’s voice when you’re not directly speaking to them is anomalous and worth noting and pondering
c) I am just looking for something to complain about (whitewhine ‘n such)
d) I am a total pushover and don’t have the balls to either address this issue cordially or blast my music in protest*
e) all of the above
* - if I were to do so, I’d borrow some of my boyfriend’s viking death metal, blast it loud with the speakers aimed at my shared wall, and then listen to podcasts on my Zune with noise cancelling headphones because I can’t truly be white-whinin’ if I don’t get my NPR programming too
