Mini Dramas

The commute drama:

This morning this guy got all bent out of shape because the guy sitting next to him was "taking up more than half of the bench." He called him names and the other guy was like, "are you serious?"

It lasted for a couple of stops. 

And distracted the entire car of people who were in agreement that it was ridiculous.

I wanted to say, are you sure you know the definition of [expletive name] because I'm pretty sure you are the supreme definition.

I also wanted to say, it's Friday, it's sunny, and it's supposed to be 40 degrees. It's going to be a good day. Why you gotta start something on the train? 

Does no one hold sacred the expected silence of commuting in the morning? The apocalypse is surely nigh.  

I also wanted to say, I know your life must really suck if you can't handle someone brushing up against you on the L. I mean it's winter, we're all wearing heavy coats and sometimes somebody's arm touches your arm. Imagine if the train had been full. I have no idea what you'd be saying then. If you need that much personal space, maybe you should drive to work rather than take the L. Then you wouldn't have to grace us with your presence.

The office drama:

I'm really happy that I have an office. My own little space. I can shut the door. I have decorations on my wall. It's cool.

But I feel like when people have offices, they think that anyone else can't hear what they are doing. Or they don't care if others can hear what they are doing. 

I'm here to tell you that my office is not sound proof. And even if I shut the door, there is this weird design where my ceiling has this architectural design that makes it so that my office and the office next to mine are not totally separated so I can't block you out. 

So when you play "Happy" by Pharrell for 1 hour straight and then take an hour break and play it for another hour straight and then repeat all day every day, I GO CRAZY! I know you tried to switch it up by playing Rihanna's "Stay" for an hour, but seriously, I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE!

No one can like a song that much. Seriously. No. One. 

At least when it was an "open concept" with cubicles, everyone had headphones. If you are going to listen to the same song all day every day, please don't subject everyone else to the same music choices. 

If my speakers worked, I would blast NPR All. Day. Long.