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Effortlessly Average

Sort of half-heartedly leading the charge into mediocrity since, oh, let's say around 1987 or so.

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Proof that with internet access and a powerful laxative, even insipid people will blog; the place where your excellence and my mediocrity collide; where my Karma whips ass on your dogma.

Thursday, June 15, 2006

Letter to Co-Worker

Dear I'm still trying to come up with a good nickname, so let's just call you "co-worker" for now:

When you ask me a question, have the common courtesy to listen to the whole answer before you flitter off to another conversation. It would be one thing if I sat there chattering away at you like a bird all day long and your turning away mid-sentence to speak to someone else was your way of dropping a not-so-subtle hint that I'm talking too much.

However when I'm listening to my headphones, banging away on my keyboard, and you interrupt me - making me remove my headphones - so you can ask me a question, you should wait for the answer before beginning another conversation with someone else. At least have the courtesy to say "pardon me for a second" to me if you absolutely must talk to that other person immediately.

But when I'm mid-sentence and you just turn around to ask some random passer-by when he/she is going to lunch, it just makes me want to wait for you to leave so I can switch all the keys on your keyboard.

Your attention to this matter is appreciated.

- The Number of People Stunned by My Mediocrity