Tuesday, February 24, 2009

passive aggressive

she was practically shouting, she was talking so loud. 
we could hear her all the way on the other side. 
she was talking about packing stuff up (i think,
from what i could hear through my headphones,
music turned all the way up), 
books, shelves, something underneath her bed,
in intermittent spanish.
on and on and on.

i walked over to the sound of her voice and glared at her. 
she stared back, talking on the phone all the while.
i thought it was pretty obvious why i was staring
but it must not have been obvious to her.
finally she announced, "i'm going to lunch,"
and got off the phone.
we all cheered on interoffice im.
the yellow post-it note* i left on her keyboard said, 
please keep your voice down, in consideration of your neighbors.
but what i really wanted to say was, 
shut up, the whole office can hear you.

*i wonder if i'll see my note here.

2 comments:

Monolog said...

hehe.

Mare, I'm a couple days late but I wanted to wish you HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!!! I hope it was a good one...full of celebratory drinking and eating similar to that of Valentine's day :)
Miss ya,
Mon

marebear said...

thanks!! it was a good one, surprisingly! 30 ain't all that bad!