Notice to the obnoxious woman from the other journal that shares this office space:

Yes, we are all quite thrill that Rent is coming to the big screen. However, the purpose of setting aside this office for student publications and installing little cubicals with outlets and etheret plug-ins was not so that you could visit lyrics.com and host a sing-along with your friends from the other journal. This is an *office.* It is a student publications office, but an office nonetheless. An office where *students* come to work on the *publications* which, as far as I know, do not yet have an audio component.

And furthermore, if you ask someone if you're bothering them and they say yes, do not get all huffy. YOU asked. No one came up to your face and told you to shut the hell up (although we may have been thinking it.) But since you asked, I'm not about to lie and say oh no, I *love* listening to this ever-changing soundscape as I try to write an actual article. You know, for a student publication. Like the sign above the office door.

Get off your high-and-mighty horse and shut up already. This is neither your shower nor your car.

ARG! whistling and snapping! That is just as bad as singing! Oh sweet Lord in Heaven....