November 28, 2007

  • I have a new toy.

    Well, I have a new toy that has replaced an earlier incarnation of the same toy, so it's not quite new to me. But it sort of is.

    Since my trusty 2nd generation iPod no longer has audio coming out of its headphone jack, I bought myself a new iPod Classic.

    Normally, I wouldn't have bought myself such an item so close to Christmas, but I had my reasons. I'm currently working in a cubicle farm, and one of my neighbors has no concept of the "inside voice." Plus, she's due to have her first baby any day now. And she never has a conversation once; oh no, once she gets off the phone with person A, she has to call or, even better, have a conversation across the cubicle wall with person B recounting the entire conversation she *just* had with person A.

    None of her conversations take less than 20 minutes.

    The need to hide "behind" my iPod is no longer a luxury. If I want to keep any sanity, the ability to drown her out with something I actually *want* to listen to has to be available. So even though I really didn't want to spend the money -- I have plans for next year that require me to save as much money as possible now -- I went ahead and ordered my sanity-saving iPod.

    I already spent far too much time today playing games, watching video and going through photos when I should have been working, none of which I could do on my old iPod. As long as I don't get shown the door because of it, it's great! cheeky

Comments (4)

  • Oh my god it's the sister of Talky McLoudnes, I am so sorry.

  • I feel ya. My Prairie Dogging cubicle neighbor also talks too loudly. I crank up my mp3 player all day long. Maybe one day I'll be deaf, but at least it won't be from speaker phone conference calls from next door.

  • I would not go anywhere without my Ipod , what are you planning ? a trip is it

  • I work in an open concept environment, 8 cubes all together with no walls between us. I feel your pain, sister. My biggest pet peeve is the loud, pregnant, cackling lady in the back that insists on using speakerphone, yelling at me for conference rooms (i sit in the front of our section), and cackles throughout her requests. my headphone are my sanity clause. I ignore the yelling now, which forces her to get her fatass up and walk to my cube to request anything.

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