The person in the next cube is driving me nuts!

Oh my God. I once worked next to a guy who took all afternoon to drink a bottle of Mountain Dew–one swig at a time.

Since the drink would go flat if left open that long, he had to unscrew and screw the cap, loudly and tightly, for every swig. Every ten minutes:

Unscrew, unscrew, unscrew
[thwap] place cap on desk
Swig
Screw, screw, screw

It was classic water torture–each swig trivial, but the cumulative effect made me want to grab the Mountain Dew and pour it down his throat until it came out the other end.

I worked with a horker. He would hork, hork and hork then spit the loogie into his wastebin. He did it near me one time, I had enough and said “can you do that in the washroom please.”

He freaked out. How dare I(or anyone) find anything he does offensive, the guy was a lunatic. So glad he’s gone.

Ack! I might have vomited if he did that in front of me.

One of my housemates is a horker. Every morning he gets up and coughs up half a lung into the sink. Sometimes he even rinses it out when he’s done.

Cannot wait to move.

was there ever an end to that one?

Most of you are probably too young to remember when you could smoke in the office.

I’ll see your sniffer, hacker and chewer and raise you a chain smoker. :eek:

Duct Tape.

I never thought that I would respond to two different threads with the same words, but once again it seems appropriate

I never worked with a chain smoker, but I have worked with smokers. And smokers tend to be sniffers and hackers, too.

She’s back today. She has a 1 gallon container of trail mix and is helping herself liberally. She said that after Christmas she was going to start eating better, so I guess it’s trail mix or chips.

StG

We have something similar - there’s one guy who is always sniffing, as if he has a chronic stuffy nose.

Wait a minute…I’m that guy! Seriously, I have had a sinus condition bordering on chronic for at least three years. My doctor says he sees a lot of it in his patients from this area for some reason. (It could be dust based; why, yes, I do live alone…and what is this “vac - yoom - klee - ner” you speak of?)

Carrots and celery would be equally annoying, so I just don’t think you can win here. So sorry. :frowning:

I feel for you, StG. Can you find a way to let her know it bothers you in a polite way? If no, can you make her 1 gallon container “disappear?” If neither one of these suggestions work, I’d say take my previous advice…but be careful, she may resist.

Ohhhh I understand this thread completely.

Though I have a tiny cube of my very own in this small office, I share it with three other FT workers and a number of student workers. Head-to-head with me is Validation Girl, who insists on sharing her life loudly with all in the office, whether to exclaim in frustration 5-10 times per hour over something on her computer screen (“Can you believe that!”) or to share text messages sent by her daughter about her infant’s bowel movements. Better yet, she also has loooooooong personal phone conversations nearly every day or hosts her unemployed husband, who kindly brings her lunch nearly every day and also does plenty of loud, lip-smacking kissy face.

Next to Validation Girl is Sinus Boy. “SNORK” “HORK” “HRRRMMMSNORT” “HACK” about 10 times per hour.

At the far end of the office is the lady who occasionally laughs shrilly and clears her throat in a distracting manner, but she keeps it to a minimum most days. The other two are constant. Fridays are the worst, since Validation Girl and Sinus Boy spend a considerable portion of the day on Pinterest and Facebook and watching Youtube videos, which they loudly comment upon.

I would probably rob a bank to get the money for noise-cancelling headphones at this point.

I have an office mate who plays music, which is fine. She also sings along to the music, which is not fine.