Someone

This morning I was quite pissed at this person who sat near my new cubicle. He dropped by today, as with all other days, to talk about trivial things like “Have you eaten breakfast?” “What did you do over the weekend?” I’m not that close to him so I don’t feel like having a long conversation with him. Besides I have work to clear and I don’t want to waste more time than necessary. But being the nice person that I am, I entertained him for a while on very surface, trivial topics. Then I turned back to continue with my work. To my horror, he continued standing beside my table, even though I turned my back and ignored him and looked only at the computer screen. He just stood there silently, looking at my computer screen. I knew he was looking at the screen attentively because later in the afternoon he could tell me what I was working on in the morning. As the seconds ticked by, I felt very annoyed at his hovering presence behind my back. I felt like screaming. This person didn’t get it. Most people would have left by now, but he still continued standing there. I continued to ignore him until he finally left. I stole a glance at my neighbour who saw everything and she made a sign by twirling her finger in a circle around her temple. This is not the first time I was disturbed by this person. This person makes me look forward to the day that I could move back to my original seat.

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