Feeling slightly murderous...
Any of those who also work in close confines of an office know how I'm feeling right now.
I'm an hour into work, and already feel like performing brain surgery without anesthetic on my "desk buddy". See, we don't have cubicals.
My desk faces her desk. Our laptops actually touch back to back. I can't hide from her annoying baby voice. And it's loud. Really loud.
I can't hear myself think.
*growls*
I think I need a meme to keep me out of jail. Please! Rescue me!
Give me a character and a setting and I will write 1-3 sentences for them.
I'm an hour into work, and already feel like performing brain surgery without anesthetic on my "desk buddy". See, we don't have cubicals.
My desk faces her desk. Our laptops actually touch back to back. I can't hide from her annoying baby voice. And it's loud. Really loud.
I can't hear myself think.
*growls*
I think I need a meme to keep me out of jail. Please! Rescue me!
Give me a character and a setting and I will write 1-3 sentences for them.