Randolph There’s something really funny about this:
I’m working as a longterm freelance designer at a small Graphic Design company. The cube I’m assigned to is between two people who love music. On the right is a guy who’s totally into 80’s headbanging music which he cranks up to cover the roaring duct work running over our heads. On the left is a woman who loves showtunes. She sings along with them, out loud, but somehow always manages to be about two or three beats behind the actual music and off key. To top it off she has a collection of motion activated toys that play music when you walk by. For some reason everyone else in the company thinks these are wonderfully funny so I have a constant flow of people coming over saying “Oh, this is great!” while watching a plastic flower dance and sing You Are My Sunshine. I’m in hell.
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