I live in a cube next to a girl who just got married and talks incessantly about her wedding. I call her Wedding Girl. Her work friend sits across the aisle from her and hates noise. I call her the Noise Police.
So this just happened –
Wedding Girl (clearly reading the news and not working): Oh my god…there was a break in right by my house this morning.
Noise Police: Yea I heard about that…but that was last week.
Wedding Girl: No it says it happened July 3. (Today is the 8th)
Wedding Girl: Dang, this is end of the world stuff man. We need to get strapped up.
I don’t know what that means.