Life with the Two Crazy Dogs

At last, she’s in an office.

We need to get a cake to celebrate!

We don’t have to listen to her loud conversations anymore. Conversations that sounded so condescending.

“LISTEN TO ME.”
“NO, YOU CANNOT DO THAT…. NO YOU CAN’T! HUH!!”
“CAN YOU HEAR ME?” Yeah, we can hear you loud and clear, clear across 4 offices away.

We don’t have to listen to her shouting from her cube to couple of cubes next to her or across her.

“ABC, ARE YOU READY FOR COFFEE?”
“ABC, ARE YOU THERE?”

We don’t have to listen to her telling her husband or her kids what to do.

“ARE YOU PICKING ____ UP? ….WHY NOT?”
“YOU HAVE TO FINISH YOUR HOMEWORK BEFORE I GET HOME.”

I’m so glad she‘s out of our area. This co-worker of mine whom I shall call Ms. Patronizing, can never talk or speak in a softer tone. Her volume is constantly set on high. Ever since I have started with this company, she is always sitting at a close proximity within my work area. The only one time I don’t have to listen to her was when I moved to the new File Room on the third floor. I was all by myself. Happiness was short lived. I moved out from the File Room after a year to a cube which was two cubes away from her. I could hear every single word in her conversations. Conference calls and Webex sessions were the worst. Sometimes other colleagues of mine would stand up, look at each other, and shake our heads.

When we knew she was going to move to an office, we were counting the days for when she will move to her office and shut that damn door.

Now, we are hoping she won’t yell from her office to speak to her co-workers 2 cubes outside her office.