She likes to listen to music on her computer. All day. But she listens to it at a fairly loud volume. With her door open. So I can hear every word of it. Which in and of itself drives me crazy. How does she think that�s okay? It would never occur to me to play music a) with my door open or b) at a volume loud enough that people in surrounding offices were forced to listen to it. What on Earth makes her think she�s entitled to do that?
But even worse than this brazenness is the music she chooses to listen to. Up until about a month ago, she would bring in about one CD a week and listen to it over and over. I bet I�ve heard Madonna�s �The Immaculate Collection� 200 times. A good CD, to be sure, but eight times in one day, five days a week? Not so much.
Now she has started listening to some internet radio station. It plays show tunes. I like show tunes, but only in small doses. Constantly having to listen to �There�s No Business Like Show Business� and �Luck Be A Lady� is making me homicidal.
K keeps telling me that I should talk to her, but she�s not the most reasonable of people. She�s a yeller, and kind of mean. Plus I already have enough people here who hate me.
So instead, I shut my door. Which probably makes my boss thing I�m sniffing cocaine while making personal telephone calls, but it�s my only option at this point.
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