Her name's Anna. Flo, who many know used to work with me and boast about her adventures in eating dog when she was a kid... Oh yes, Flo worked for a pet product company. But I digress. Flo has flown the coop, and in her place is quite possibly the most annoying, loud, clueless, (and unattractive) coworker to date. Just to give you an idea, Anna is a cross between an imbecile and a mental-defective. Imbeciles, in case you weren't aware, are just stupid and chose to live their lives blissfully unaware of their stupidity. Mental defectives are stupid because there's something physically to blame for their stupidity. Anna's both.
Today is Day 3 for Anna and there's one trait that stands out far above the rest. She moans. Not a quiet little "Oh this is such a tough job" moan. But a LOUD drawn out quivering moan that would make one think she just got fucked by a rhino. It's weird, and completely inappropriate for the workplace. Not to mention I could be in the middle of a very important project and/or phone call and all of a sudden you hear "Uhhhh-hu--huhhh-hhuh..." coming from the front of the office. Her last moan was at about noon today and rather than voice my concern for whatever was causing her little problem, I put on my headphones. "Mona", her name is no longer Anna, randomly inserts herself into conversations and loves to hover around my desk and inquire about what I'm designing or typing. All perfectly valid, and welcomed.... if I like you. Mona, guess what? You're fucking irritating and if my boss ever heard you moan like that, you'd probably end up fired, or actually in his case, under his desk and promoted to the new head of marketing.
Anyway, that's all I have to vent for the day. Let this be a lesson to all the attention-seeking office moaners. No one cares when you're annoying and unattractive. Put away the pocket rocket and get to work.
Over n out.
