As I sat working at my desk, I couldn’t believe the familiar, yet out of place, noise I heard. It was a clicking. But not just any clicking — it was a clicking sound normally reserved for the privacy of your own home or bathroom. It was clearly the sound of someone in the office clipping their nails.
Fingernails , I hoped.
But still, WHY AT THE OFFICE??? I was too horrifed and disgusted to get up and find out who had no qualms sending nail clippings flying all over their cubicle.
Monday, June 20, 2005
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