Sooo this guy who shares our office space needed to set up some servers:
Him: "Do you mind if I set this up over here? It's just that it will make a lot of noise and I don't want to disturb all the programmers on the other side of the office."
Me: "Well, uh, what about me." Do you think because I am wearing pink I don't need to think? I know that is a lame rhyme but WTF?!
Him: "Can I use this boardroom here?"
Me: "Well no, people need to have meetings in there."
Him: "Uh. They won't be here for long."
Me: "Sure whatever. I guess."
This was at noon today. Let's just say that when those fans start humming, there is no headphone remedy.
It is now 5:10 p.m. and I am going insane. My hair is uncoiling. My eyes are spinning back in my head. I work to concentrate on and it's taking every ounce of my being to focus. I can barely even multi-task. Where are my steel toed boots when I need them. That dude needs a swift kick to his "server."