To the jerk at work — you know who you are — who sits at his desk and pounds on the floor with his feet: SHUT THE FUCK UP!!! I sit on the other side of the fucking wall. Work is for work. Drum your mindless shit somewhere else.
This article appears in Feb 7-13, 2008.


I hope they read this and start missing every 5th beat or something like that just to fuck your ass up even more.
if noisemaker worked where i work, he’d be lucky if somebody didn’t beat the living shit out of him, or fire himwe had one of him, and they fired him good thing too
try having someone chewing and slurping and talking with their mouth full behind you…
Let’s not forget the chip crunchers – not the ones who eat a chip or two at the time – the ones that cram as many as they can in their greedy gobs – I wish they’d fucking implode.
You should be lucky they aren’t drumming in 7/8 time, which would totally fuck your world even more. I’m one of those desk-drumming guys, and I love it! Fuck you next-door uppity stiffs who can’t get into the groove; I’m jamming to Neil Peart, for God sake’s!!
Hey, Eric — does it ever occur to you that the people around you might not want to listen to you? It’s called common courtesy, asshole.