OK, right now there are strange construction worker men on my floor, creating a new kitchen-type-area RIGHT behind my cubicle.
This is normal, they’ve been at this for a week. There is a nice new curved wall where none used to be. The buildout may be nice even. Not as nice as the stuff the first floor folks got, but nice.
But for the love of god AND ALL THAT IS HOLY… they were not DRILLING INTO SHEETROCK until only JUST TODAY!!~!!!~!~!!!!!
If you can’t imagine the sound of drilling sheetrock, think of the dentist’s chair. Then amplify the sound, if you can, but move it out of your mouth, to an area near to (but no longer inside of) your head.
I want to KILL. I will be going home early now. Yes I will.
PS, I do not love god, or holy things. In fact, I often despise them. Amen.