Why is it that when I come in first thing in the morning that you are in my cubicle on my phone like this is the communal desk. To give you a subtle hint, I place my purse and my lunch in front of you and I go to the washroom hoping you’ll be off the phone when I get back. But you’re not. You keep on gabbing in an animated voice and when you finally do get off you proceed to tell me who you were talking to and what you were talking about.
I DON’T CARE!!!!!!!