If you’re in an office with a door on it, go and just SLAM the door. Chances are they’ll stop talking in the hallway (they’ll go into an office and start talking about you 
).
No, and no, unfortunately. However, it’s actually helping to post here, since it’s validating just how long they talk.
They are still talking, btw. 
Did they make it to the full hour? (Your first post was at Dope Time 1:56.)
Yup, still talking.
ETA: OMG! Everyone went back to their own offices finally!
Anaamika, have you tried singing, getting slightly louder with each verse? I’m partial to John Jacob Jingleheimer Schmidt, but then I’m not in an office. Plus, its fun to sing: fa la la la la la la.
Hooray! Nava has chocolate AND a paycheck! Hopefully I’m safe. 
To finish up something I posted about in December, we survived my brother’s visit… barely. As for the hunting trip that they took my beloved puppy on (hey, he’s technically only one year old today, maybe he’ll finally stop growing!), they briefly lost him. A black lab. After dark. True, he was wearing his orange reflective hunting harness (the only kind that we can find that fits), but they hadn’t clipped the little flashlight to him yet. He got spooked by something and once they did find him, he wasn’t aggressive at all, he just kept backing away from them in a submissive manner. The main reason I was super OK with Mr. Bogart going with them was that I know my brother takes super good care of Bogie. Don’t get me wrong, my Da loves Bogie, but sometimes he gets distracted (and sometimes hilarity ensues, others not so much).
Now, they misplaced Bogie’s predecessor a few times in the country but they always found him, and to be fair my beloved Misha was a Husky. He would run until he was bored or tired and was then usually lost, but they always came home with him. Usually a few days later they’d tell me about it because … I would get a little cranky. (Damn, where’s the angel smilie?) So how did I know that Bogie was missing almost right away? Well, we both weren’t wearing fez hats Warehouse 13 style*. My blessing and curse is that I have amazing hearing, also my brother has a big mouth. So when he called my mom to tell her about it, and I was near her, I could hear every word he said. My surprisingly loud**, “Did they loose my dog?” was actually loud enough for him to hear and he was all: how did she hear that? Gah! Why does everyone forget how well I can hear? Bogie and I hear noises at the same time for crying out loud. Plus, there are allegedly lots of mean wild hogs where they were and Bogie is totally a lover (although fixed) not a fighter. Fortunately, they found him, but he acted weird for a few days. Poor Bogie.
Wow, with all that’s been going on I actually feel a bit better getting that out. Its amazing how someone so far away can cause so much trouble. 
:: Hands out more tissues, chocolate, hugs, alcohol, good wishes, get wells, ect ::
*Although he and my sweetpea now have fezzes and they look super cute in them, hitting both Warehouse 13 and Doctor Who nerd coolness!
**I’m a low talker, I apologize.
Is it still February? What is it with people who have to air their entire personal lives in public on their cellphones? Can’t they at least take it outside where others don’t have to be subjected to the tawdry details? I was just shopping for sandpaper, not an episode of trailer-trash soap opera as she wandered aimlessly around the front of the store.
Hey, yeah, we need a new title for tomorrow’s mini-rants thread! How about March Crabbiness?
I found out why my stain went so badly - the new lady at the kiln place fired it at Cone 4 (she says that’s what I asked for). Why the hell would I ask for it to be fired at Cone 4 when it needs Cone 10 (a much higher temperature) for it to come out looking decent? I’m not arguing with her - I barely know what I’m doing with pottery stains, but she is really irritating me - it’s like she’s going out of her way to be as unhelpful as possible.
My suggestion is close to CW’s, tying in to the college basketball tourney: March Madness
Don’t do that! Somebody will probably move it to the Game Room!
Well, it will be like this one: March Madness - March’s Mini Rant Thread!
Still upset that we didn’t use my suggested December title: “War on Bitchmas.” 
Why is it primarily young women who insist on barging onto full elevators the moment the doors open even in the face of people trying to get off them?
Came back from lunch, waiting in the lobby for the elevator. Door opens. People start moving forward. She just throws herself directly onto the elevator, forcing them to pause and move out of her way.
Fucking rude.
Actually, last year’s thread was “March Minirant Madness”, so let’s not do that again.
“Beware the Mini-Rants of March”?
I notice this mostly with the male members of our student population, not the female members, so there’s my anecdotal evidence.
How about “March on in here. . .bitches!”
March of the Bitch-Rant Hordes
Let’s go with CW’s suggestion: March Crabbiness.
:thumbs up smilie that’s desperately needed (but not as desperately needed as the :vomit: smilie))
Or March of the Mini-Rants!
Mad as a March Hare-y Rant!
Marchy Rants?
Okay, I’m reaching here.
I kinda like Beware The (mini) Rants of March
Oh just shup the fuck up already you useless, spoiled, arrogant, obnoxious, overpaid, underworked, worthless shitheads. Go volunteer on a children’s cancer ward and STFU. I seriously hope every single asshole in this article complaining about his insanely overinflated salary gets laid off and winds up homeless.
That’s pretty damned entitled, all right. Sheesh.
How about the Mad Hatter’s March Rant for the next thread’s title?