Fruitcake in next cubicle sings all day. What would you do?

Air-Horn…2 sec blast to start.

Harmonize

Now that is funny.

I would suggest you talk to her directly and politely. Something along the lines “Not to put you on the spot, but you might not realize how well sounds, like singing/ tapping/etc, carry through these cubicles.”

Or, when she hits a pause between her song lines, just stand up, look at her over the wall and sing “Falalalala lala la la” in a humourless tone.

If you’re really passive-aggressive and haven’t solved the problem by Christmas, be sure to leave a specially wrapped xmas present with ribbons and the whole ball of wax.

Containing a dog muzzle.

If you want to make it a campaign, fill the time between then and now by occasionally leaving (car) muffler ads on her desk. She won’t get it…until the dog muffler shows up.

Meh. Just walk calmly up to her cubicle and throw a large, thick blanket over her.

Install one of these in her desk and wait 2 weeks. Have her boss post her job in the meantime.

Yup.

Do I work in the only office where people actually interact with each other like normal, well-adjusted humans?

Bzzzzrrrrtt…Error…does not compute…logic sequence error…PING!

At the wrong place, saying something like that could be interpretted as a “threat” and get you counselled out the door. Especially saying something like that to that nice older woman in your office.

Has anyone said ANYTHING to her? If you haven’t, then why the hell not?

Blast her with death metal and gangsta rap all day.

This is especially easy if your company keeps fire blankets or hazardous spill-absorbing materials on hand.

How about: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BQa6BZhPdJs

I am a wuss :frowning: The lady who works diagonally to me is on the phone all day (which is annoying enough but it is all work related, so it’s okay). However, when she’s on the phone she often nervously clicks her mouse - rapid fire mouse clicking, she can keep it up for at least an hour at a time. Drives me bonkers and I really need to work up the gumption to ask her to PLEASE PLEASE STOP THE CLICKING.

Then beat her with a baseball bat. BLANKET PARTY!

I sort of resemble this whole thread.

I used to work in a smaller very person filled office, with a radio. It played and I and others sang along. Then b/c you can’t listen to the same 15 songs ten times a day, people would bring in CD’s, which was fun. B/c of it, I learned some country, rap, Christian (became a Third Day fan actually including going to concerts though I’m a heathen), and other band and groups and songs I might have never learned.

We’d all sing along to whatever song of what we were listening to that we liked. Me and Christian music girl would always chime into “SooooooooooooooooSally can wait, she’s walking awaaaay” .

Then my job changed to a smaller two person office. We agree about most music and I do sing along. I can’t help it. Luckily there’s a lot of computer equipment that is very loud there and though we listen to the same radio station (about ten feet away on two different little boomboxes) we can’t hear much of what the other person is doing.

And b/c I know it’s irritating, I’ve asked my officemate, “Please tell me if I’m irritating the shit out of you with singing, I’ll try to stop.”

Her: "Brassy Phrase–I will shove a pencil in your eye if you irritate me. " <I loved that ref upthread>

The reason I asked though, is b/c we do have a coworker that will walk in and sing/talk everything she says, about once a day, in a falsetto. Females can sing falsetto too, dammit! And when she goes, I tend to ask–

“Can I borrow your pencil?”

This reminds me of a social worker at work (excuse me, case manager) who cracked her chewing gum. I consider chewing gum at work on par with scratching your ass or adjusting yourself in front of others at work, but I know I’m in the minority, so I say nothing until someone starts to blow bubbles or crack it.

I was charting and trying get my thoughts together and she. just. wouldn’t. stop. So, I asked her if she had seen the film Chicago. She said yes. I said, “well, you know that song…‘You crack that gum one more time…’?”

She stopped.

That is wonderfully evil, I love it.

Being an offsite warehouse manager is a great advantage as I am alone in my office. I can sing whenever I want. Don’t tell no one.

Or you could always use this website. Just send her a message and she will have no clue who sent it. That way she will get the hint and you won’t feel bad.

One of my coworkers has dreamed for years of playing a prank by replacing someone’s gas duster with an airhorn … I keep trying to get him to do it. I’ll make sure I have a dig cam with me the day he does it for you all to enjoy.

If you’re going to take this route, I suggest you record the singing first, as evidence to present in your defense. Eyewitnesses are unreliable.

what a perfect response