To be hacked off with "loud" work colleagues?

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Those Who Must Be Heard.

I'm not denying they may have interesting perspectives/tales/opinions and that they have every right to verbalise them.

Just not quite so loudly ...

'Kay?

I'm just glad it can't be me you're talking about. I've not been in the office for a week due to DS accident.

And I didn't leave any fish in the fridge.

The lot we have over the other side of the office ALL do that upward intonation thing. I've tuned it out now, so less murderous, but always wondered if they were suddenly required to continue on in the sentences, would they reach a pitch only animals could hear.

YY, to the views of the young, childless and dim are unbearably ridiculous. Their lack of general knowledge is scary though. God help our future pensions pot, if these are the buggers that'll be paying NI in the future!

Clearly the serial sniffing re-emerges in adult life

I just pass over a box of tissues with a Paddington Hard Stare. Don't say anything.

I expect I wind my colleagues up a lot, too, so it mostly balances out. Probably.

One of my colleagues, who sits in an office across the corridor from ours, has the loudest speaking voice I've ever heard! We often have to look snooty and close our office door, just to be able to hear ourselves think. Lots of people have moaned about it, but her manager won't say anything to her.

The other day there was general chit chat (personal stuff, not work related), not as loud as usual, but it went on for 2 1/2 hours. I'm not saying I never have a quick chat in the office, but that is surely taking the piss, we work for a charity, so it's the charity's money they were wasting, whilst not working.

I have a new colleague ((well she's the last member to have joined us 18 months ago) who has to be the expert on ABSOLUTELY EVERYTHING! She's slithered her way into all the key positions and has tried to oust me from a particular project that I am involved in. There is one desk that she is desperate to have but that's occupied by our boss....

I'm glad you are all feeling enraged by colleagues too.

It's nice to know I Am Not Alone.

I had to listen to My Amazing Holiday Stories today.

Except the stories weren't amazing. They were very dull and boring.

But apparently if you speak loudly enough it makes the story very interesting

Try working with nurses who think curtains are doors then explain dogging and roasting to the 80 year old in bed 5!

Dullards who discuss soaps and reality shows for hours on end
Glad I'm not alone in this being my flashpoint; 'Get a life' is an inadequate phrase when you are subjected to this !

I'm not 80, nor in a hospital bed, but I had to look up roasting in urban dictionary.

Eye opener ay EBear?!

I know if I have to look it up in Urban Dictionary, I'll be a little lot less innocent by the end of it.

OP you are definitely not alone. This is my cross in life, listening to endless noise from colleagues who talk, laugh, bitch all day long. They know everything there is to know and exist in a little clique. Unfortunately for me our boss is at the heart of it. I actually like my job but those people ... There are no jobs where I live so I can't leave. Mindfulness is helping and I get moments of liberation where I can cope but it's a work in progress.

I used to sit opposite a slurper. His mum made him curries to eat every day, which not only smelt but he would slurp his way through them loudly.

I now sit opposite someone with some kind of nasal problem so he sniffs and squeaks so much I have nicknamed him sooty. He also shows me pictures of his daughter constantly, on the basis I'm a mother, none of these photos are cute. I've actually met his daughter and she IS cute so he must be a terrible photographer

He also tells me about his budget to which his poor partner is subjected to, to the point she isn't allowed a haircut

I want to strangle him most days

Oops, I think I'm guilty!

I love to break into song and dance around. In fact I have timed my puter to ping every 15 minutes so I can have a good stretch, sing an ocatve or two, and sip some water. In fact, I never sit down now, and work standing, just ready to break into a few routines from 42nd street, or swan lake. (Depends on my mood, and whether I'm wearing a skirt).

I don't slurp from a sports bottle though, I use a glass.
I also love the radio on LOUD when I'm doing repetitive stuff. That way I can hum without having to strain to hear it.

I also use speaker phone, a lot.

Actually now that I think about it, I do work from home a lot more now, and my colleagues seem happier too... ( some of them are very grumpy though, and never want to talk about their DIY disasters or their bunion operation like I do! JOKE, well, some of it is)

Venus, I know you .... you teach business with me

If you don't I know your doppleganger

We have one who cannot be bothered to look up info that was sent to her via email so she asks the entire office for the info to be resent to her.

She also talks to herself ALL the time, and sometimes to whoever is in the office - but she starts mid thought so there is no telling what the fuck she is talking about.

Another one (thankfully one in once a week) likes to announce her successes LOUDLY to the entire office. If I am alone with her she fortunately ignores me. however, if anyone else is around she will be my BFF, even going so far as to S T R O K E my arm!! STOP FUCKING TOUCHING ME!!

We have the colleague who never ever stops talking about her child. I mean that literally.

"Oh thank God it's a long weekend"
"Yes I love long weekends because I get an extra day with Jayden"
"Wow, it's wet today"
"Yes, Jayden didn't want to wear his coat this morning and it took me ages to persuade him"
"Mary on reception has just won ten million in the lottery"
"Oh I'd love to win ten million pounds. I could take Jayden to Disneyland"

Not to mention the phone being whipped out twenty times a day to bore everyone with photos of Jayden in his new pjs, Jayden eating a doughnut, Jayden sitting on a tractor

I work with a mouse clatterer. Clatter clatter CLATTER!!! He is incapable of sliding the bloody thing and bangs the bloody thing incessantly on his desk.

Once you have heard it, it is impossible to tune out.

clatter clatter

clatter

clatter clatter clatter

Myself and several other colleagues want to kill him.

My Boss. Reads the news paper everyday and talks at me about the days atrocities and terrible news: "Isn't it terrable about that murder?...", "Isn't it terrible about that robbery?...". Obviously. What is there to say about it. The fact that she is talking about it just for something to say (needs to be talking drivel CONSTANTLY) with absolutely ZERO empathy for the story in question is what annoys me most, i think.