Every office has a loudmouth. In many, it's a woman. In mine, it's a man.
He's a big man, a Jehovah's Witness, and he holds forth loudly on any subject he feels falls within his areas of expertise, vis, everything. Because I'm the youngest bloke in the office, and therefore a representative of the 'Yoof of today' I'm often the target of his ire. To get any work done, I often find myself having to put in the headphones, just to block him out. One day, he took offense at this.
"Oi, Uni, I'm talking to you!"
"I can't hear you, Roger. It's awesome."
(universalpsykopath loves what you've done with your hair., Fri 25 Nov 2011, 11:43, Reply)