A little too wireless

There's at least one attorney in our office walking around with one of these bad boys, and it drives me nukking futz. You have to admit it looks a little too Star Trek for one thing, but also it's too f'in hard to tell when they're on the phone!! There's a small green light that lights up (very dimly, I might add) when he's on the phone. That's the only way I know, other than hearing him talking, and we have some very long-winded clients.

So the other day he walks over to the area I work in, with his back to me, and is sitting there looking through some medical records. I proceed to go into this long spiel about some depositions I'm trying to schedule with 5 different attorneys other than us (which is an enormous pain in the ass because they're all too busy and their calendars won't be open until 2047), talking for a good 30-45 seconds (which in legalspeak is an eternity, when he just walked away without acknowledging anything I said! Now the damn thing is on his head so much that I actually forget it's there half the time, so the thought that he might be on the phone didn't even enter my mind. So, I start to get up and walk after him, gearing up to give him a raft of shit about completely ignoring me and my very well-prepared rant(I usually just call him a loser Dallas fan, since, well, he is one :op), and he starts talking to whatever doctor's on the phone.

I mean, are these things REALLY necessary? Can't you be happy to sit at your fucking desk and talk? Do you really need to be mobile while you chat? I think not. It's bad enough I have to walk down the street and see people talking to themselves (well, seemingly, as they have those little cell phone ear thingys).

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We had a 'work lunch' today to welcome a new assistant to the firm - pretty much just a general excuse to go eat and drink for 2 hours. There's only usually 10-15 of us in the office at any given time, so it's not too big a deal to go. The two partners love this place, so 9 times out of 10 that's where we're going. Now I don't like seafood, so there's 2 different things on the lunch menu that I like (yeah yeah I know) - the jerk chicken, which is a little too spicy for me, and the burger, which rocks. The only problem is, every single time I order it well done and every single time it comes not even close to being well done. Why is this, you ask? Well pretty much every time someone else orders the same burger, but medium or whatever redness level they like (ewwwwwwwwww). They always switch the orders and give me the bleeding one. I even asked them today, "Are you sure you're giving me the well done burger," to which they replied "Yes." Fukkers!!! I motherfukkin got the bleeding one AGAIN!!! Unfortunately, by the time me and the other person realize this, we've both already taken a bite out of it. So today I'm trying to cut out the bit part and switch burgers at the other end of the table. Let's just say 2 glasses of wine later I didn't care too much anymore :op