Vicki (hermorrine) wrote,

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The guy who has an office across from my cube is playing a CD of songs he has written himself and recorded in his basement for all his underlings. IT IS SO HORRIFICALLY BAD I WANT TO RUN IN THERE AND SCREAM "WILL YOU PLEASE STOP TORTURING ME?!?!" But nooooo, they're all kissing his arse and saying how good it is and how they can't believe it's him. I think they just want to avoid doing work for a while longer. AND THIS IS THE SECOND TIME I HAVE HAD TO LISTEN TO HIS WHINY, NASAL VOICE, RIDICULOUS LYRICS AND TWANGY GUITAR RIFFS.

*bangs head into desk* MAKE THE BAD MAN STOP.

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