Wait, it's not 4 yet?

Now people are straggling in. Wet hair still, turning TVs on, letting phones brrrrring. One guy laughs like a robot and knows at least one friend’s cousin’s daughter’s best friend in every city in America and maybe a few in Canada. He’s had the hiccups for 2 days in a row. I wonder if he slept last night, it’s the first noise he made. More like a gasp, a puppy gasping or burping. He sits behind me and along with the huuuup and the gaha.ha.ha.ha all day, I’ll try not to lose my¬†swirly¬†marbles.

That bagel gave me heartburn where I don’t have a heart – how is that possible?

Maybe I should creep up behind him and scare the beejesus out of him. Sounds like ideal interpersonal-office relations to me.

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