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Than working in an office with as many (only moderately attractive, mind you) twenty-something-year-old's as I do. Nothing.
I know, I know "You're crazy, IDR I'd kill to work with twenty-something-year-old women every day!", right? Trust me, no you wouldn't.
There should be a national law that prohibits women from congregating in the workplace to discuss this nonsense unless they are in a sound-proof room.
I know, I know "You're crazy, IDR I'd kill to work with twenty-something-year-old women every day!", right? Trust me, no you wouldn't.
1. There is no sound more grating to the human ear than the collective shrills, shrieks and squeals of happy-go-lucky women laughing excitedly about seeing each other. I have to listen to this every morning, without fail, regardless of whether they all spent the night out together or had just seen each other yesterday morning. #LikeOhMyGod!
2. Having to listen to their high-school level conversations about how much they drank the night before and/or which guy who bought them all their drinks was cuter is not something I think anyone who doesn't spend their entire adult life watching 90210 or Melrose Place re-runs would/could/should enjoy.
3. Every one of their laughs is obnoxious. I wish I could record it just to upload it and let you all get a small taste my daily misery, if only for a day. The one laughs like a machine gun, the other like a jackal and the other like a hyenna. There is no escaping this it's hearing that or blowing my ear drums out with metal at 9:01am.
2. Having to listen to their high-school level conversations about how much they drank the night before and/or which guy who bought them all their drinks was cuter is not something I think anyone who doesn't spend their entire adult life watching 90210 or Melrose Place re-runs would/could/should enjoy.
3. Every one of their laughs is obnoxious. I wish I could record it just to upload it and let you all get a small taste my daily misery, if only for a day. The one laughs like a machine gun, the other like a jackal and the other like a hyenna. There is no escaping this it's hearing that or blowing my ear drums out with metal at 9:01am.
There should be a national law that prohibits women from congregating in the workplace to discuss this nonsense unless they are in a sound-proof room.