I'm about ready to kill my cow orkers. Roughly every other day, a bunch of engineers gather by the stairway and start talking and laughing really loud. "They're eight cubes away
and I have my headphones on and I still hear them" loud.
Today they were far worse than usual.
I yelled at them to please take it to the breakroom, and they just kept on going and laughing. They only shut up after my boss wandered out of his office and broke up their gathering.
I'm about ready to do dire things, like hide a megaphone in the ceiling tiles above them and zot them with nice little 130dB blasts. They do this all the fucking time, and I dunno how much more of it I can stand. (They also have the world's smelliest lunches, too. Pure sulfurfish or something, I don't know what the hell it is.)
I also tried natto, japanese fermented soybeans, today. It smells godawful, but really doesn't taste like much. The stickiness and the smell are probably the most off-putting things about it. I suspect it's a comfort food roughly on par with oatmeal for them; I have no idea otherwise why anyone would eat stinky, sticky bland food.
One final thing: weezyl has made it to halfway across Nebraska.