Careless whispers

Anybody else have people in the newsroom who wander from cubicle to cubicle, leaning in so they can't really be heard clearly, endlessly whispering/muttering, continually savaging everyone who doesn't happen to be physically present in the room?

(Or, sometimes, just if they happen to be a couple rows of cubicles over and can't hear anything except the ominous muttering across the newsroom.)

Or do I just work in a particularly obnoxious newsroom? Do ME's at other places put the kibosh on this kind of stuff or just let it run free?

FWIW, as far as I know, I am not on the butt-end of many of these sniping sessions. I also make sure not to participate myself other than an occasional nod or "uh-huh." Of course, I usually have work to do, too.

 

No, but the asshat in the cubicle two rows away loves to blast Wham! on his computer like it's fucking 1983.

 

Well, I'd fix that in about 30 seconds, and it wouldn't be in a muttered whisper.

 

And while we're on the topic...

Everyone says "I'm never gonna dance again, guilty feet have got no rhythm" is the worst lyric ever. While it is spectacularly stupid, I'd argue it's not even as bad as the lines that come immediately before it:

"As the music dies
Something in your eyes
Calls to mind the silver screen
And all its sad goodbyes."

That is fucking awful. If "Guilty Feet" is the lyrical "Plan 9 From Outer Space," then the "Silver Screen" line is "Glen or Glenda," the work that is painfully unwatchable/unlistenable, but just isn't nearly as memorable.

Sorry. Carry on.

 

CHOOSE LIFE!

 

cubicle. Good one!

 

Oh, I don't want your freedom.

 

J-j-j-jitterbug!

 

You work with BYH?

 

Somebody tell me!! Why I work so hard for you! (To give you money, oh, to give you money)

 

Where I have worked, this is called the copy desk.

 

You think what they sing in the cubicle is bad? You really don't want to hear what goes on in the restroom.