ROFL works in a cube. A while back he asked for an extra pahttp://grigiogirl.com/wp-admin/post-new.phprtition so he would have a little more privacy. Now, he can’t see passersby and he can’t see them.
He is well aware of the fact that people are regularly passing by. The people, however, seem to forget that someone is on the other side of the partition and, as a result, he is privy to a lot of things he could go his whole life without hearing. He gets to hear a lot of ‘private’ conversations whether they be with someone on the phone or between two coworkers and he also gets to hear people gassing by. Yes, gassing by. One person in particular does it on a regular basis. “Does he really think you can’t hear or don’t know it is him?” I asked. “I have no idea, but he does it all of the time,” ROFL replied. “I seriously don’t get that,” I said and then shared a story about the tooter badooter with ROFL.
“I was sitting in my office the other day and he returned from a ‘meeting.’ He was wearing a burgundy sweater and there was a bunch of splooge on the bottom of it. Seriously. Total splooge. Right in the path of you know what. That shit does not rinse off with water. Way too much pH balance. You cannot get off got off,” I advised ROFL. “So true,” he said and, like clockwork, the passerby gassed by.