I come back from making copies (The A-meister! The A-Man! Makin’ copies! Copy-rama! Copy-licious!) and the marketing wank is using his hand to make an imaginary bar chart on the side of my cubicle to prove some obscure point. You know, one of those ratings kinds of bar charts:
“See, dolphins are this smart, humans are right about here, slugs are down here and this is about where you are, Marketing Wank.”
Of course, his bar chart has something to do with sales or marketing crap, but I tune that kind of talk out with either headphone music or loud, off-key humming. Talk about making people nervous.