The walkway outside of my cubicle is NOT A FUCKING CONFERENCE ROOM

Use this thread to vent about Bad Office Behavior, like:

- Fill the goddamn coffee pot. It takes two minutes. If you're too busy to fill it up, you're a worthless douchebag who shouldn't be drinking coffee.

- I don't want to hear your political opinions broadcast around the office. Chances are, they're fucking idiotic. Parroting Bill-O does not make you smart, fuckstick.

- I am not your amusement because you are bored. While you may view work as a social club to meet and greet and gossip with everyone as you take your half-hourly break, I am here to get work done. If I want to speak with you, I will speak with you. When I turn back to my computer, this is a sign that there is no longer a conversation and it is time for you to leave.

- Speaking of which, don't you have some work to do, rather than eavesdropping around my cubicle and then offering me "advice" about the work I have? Dickcheese, I will do one of two things to get your opinion:

1) Specifically ask for your help
2) Beat it out of your bloody corpse

- It is NOT too cold in here. Maybe you should try, I don't know, dressing warmer rather than cranking the office thermostat up to the point where I'm falling asleep.

- The fact that I do not have a door does not give you license to simply walk in and interrupt what I'm doing. Knock, shuffle your feet, cough, say "Excuse me," do what you have to do, but try not being a total cock and respect what modicum of privacy I do have here.

to have that in depth conversation about that project/bug/customer/new account. I like to enjoy my sandwich in private, perhaps peruse the news or read my book. We have a 8 hour work day, and I'm here 9-10 hours. That means my lunch hour is not to be spent working, unless you personally wish to pay me overtime from your salary.

Then I will consider it.

I had a friend whose boss actually took a bite out of her sandwich one day. It was bad enough that he was nosey already - checking out what she was eating closely, sometimes smelling it, but one day he actually picked up her sandwich and took a bite!

Wow. She quit, obviously, although not right away.

I have a coworker who has zero social skills and often hovers over/around when you are eating and/or trying to leave for the evening. She asks a question - usually barging into my cube with no attempt at a warning, then continues to keep talking about nothing for 20-40 minutes while you try to answer her. The whole time, she looks over your shoulder at the screen. Blech. She is completely impervious to polite attempts to end the conversation and has even stood there talking after I've pointedly gone back to work and/or replaced my headphones. I swear I've tried to be nice about it, but finally gave up.

:wow:

That *is* bad!

Do I set off tear gas in your cubicle?

If I have to slip on my M40 gas mask while sitting at my cubicle, YOU are the problem. Please go shower.

..."CLOSE to you!"

Bet you threatened to burn the place down.


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The Bobs.

All the areas here are conference rooms! Except for the areas that are break rooms, like outside my cubicle (next to the copy room and the candy desk, so everyone feels the need to talk about American Idol as loudly as they can)!

You could have the NRA contingent working near you like I do. iPod takes me to my happy place.

Being forced to listen to people gab about TV shows doesn't help my mood. INTP.

...and I think being half-deaf with an MP3 player has kept me from losing it on numerous gabbing/yammering ppl.

PRAISE THE MP3s! THEY HELP ME KEEP MY SANITY!!

I swear I have the same problem here.

One bright side: the worst offender recently was moved to another floor, so at least I no longer have to overhear him telling offensive jokes or farting.

East-coaster (Maryland), talks a hundred words a second, interrupts people, has no tact whatsoever, TALKS VERY LOUDLY AND ARGUES ON THE PHONE WITH HER BOSS, thinks everyone is stupid, etc.

She's going to Spain in March to get married. I will celebrate the fact she's on another continent.

You know, that blocky thing that has a funny-looking object attached by a cord to its body, and has a pad full of numbers? It also at times emits a noise that could be aptly described as a ring. But it may be a beep, or a chirp, or some other sound effect. It's a communication device that has been around for more than 100 years now, but will only work IF YOU PICK UP THE DAMNED THING!!

So do it.

Thank you.

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:shrug:

When you eat in the lunchroom, don't SCRAPE YOUR BLOODY TEETH ON THE FORK!!!!

:(

I especially liked your "It is NOT too cold in here" comment...

...I have memories of being in a balmy, stuffy, dry-out-your-sinuses office and having people whine "I'm FREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEzing..."

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I don't need to smell bad tuna fish for the rest of the day

I really don't need to hear the guy in the cubicle next to me have oral sex with his food.

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I don't want to hear your political opinions broadcast around the office. Chances are, they're fucking idiotic. Parroting Bill-O does not make you smart, fuckstick.

Aah. I see you also worked at GE in Waukesha. Sucks, doesn't it?

Oh, and Bob....

I have headphones to drown her out but even when turned up to the point of hurting my ears I can still hear her whining. If you have enough time to whine that much (and spend a fair amount of time whispering about everyone else in the building to other coworker) why the hell are you whining?! You obviously aren't that busy and unlike me your boss isn't a control freak psycho. Her husband was a repub politician so it's not really surprising.

I was sympathetic a year ago when you told me your wife was cheating around on you, but after listening to you vent about it and yell at her over the cell phone, I think you both deserve one another!

I do not want to listen to your music. I am trying to concentrate, you selfish asshole.

You see that black tray on my desk that has a sticker that says IN? That's my INBOX. My chair is NOT my fucking INBOX. Shit on my chair gets tossed or buried for a long time. God damn douchebags.