And just like that: my peace and quiet is over. The pants have never been more ill-fitting, the gossipy chitchat has never been more annoying, and the coffee "breaks" have never been longer.
Presently, Bleh and a colleague are talking about their daughters' ballet classes. I just put on headphones and cranked it up, so I can't give you the gory details. A possible bright spot for me: I may be in line, perhaps, for an office. An office with a door. In 18 months.
Oh, the small goals we cling to...
2 comments:
Don't you just love it when your workplace peace and quiet temp vacation is over when the office annoyance's vacation is over?
Here's hoping you get that office....private and with a door!
I hope you get an office with a door. I also hope it's sooner than 18 months but at least that you get one. Maybe you can create a door to block her out. One made out of objects from the office, like copier paper boxes. At least you could block your view of her....
Hang in there!
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