My new precious quiet office space has now been poisoned. Yes, I am now sitting beside that guy.
I thought it would pass. The loud personal phone calls on his first day - surely this wouldn't last. Well it has - and it is worse. He had about 100 phone calls yesterday trying to work out the logistics of his wife coming to our new studio tour. Seriously, it's from 5:30 - 7...just come between those times! Then today it was all about some concert festival (heavy metal) and then "someone named KANE West". My favorite part had to be when he said "Yeah man, I would love to but I can't do that anymore. I have like a wife and a kid, but I will watch". WTF could that have meant??
Then came lunch. He is eating soup and slurping every spoonful - like sucking it up into his mouth from the spoon - very very loudly. After about 10 minutes I was like how big is that effing bowl of soup?!
The last straw was when he was back on the phone discussing his paychecks, future pay periods, paying the rent and inquiring about vacation, he lets off the biggest, loudest, wettest fart I have ever heard. It was the kind of fart that you do when you are home alone - all sprawled out on the sofa after eating something ridiculous like a burrito. Loud. Proud. Disgusting. It had to have left marks.
Something must be done...