...seriously, I can't figure out what the hostility is about. Something about validating tests? And something about leave? And something about--something.
You know, I wonder if they know I can hear them. For some insane reason, despite the fact these are cubicles, everyone goes around using them like soundproof booths. The really weird part is, I think everyone knows they aren't, but we are all supposed to pretend they are, like some strange voluntary group hallucination.
And now there is emphatic pounding on the desk.
And the ipod comes out now. Something in Korn for a bit. I need the hit of violence, kthx.