I'm sure the notion of being able to interact with your Windows computer by poking and stroking the display sounds really great to a lot of people. Not me. I find overzealous co-workers' fingerprints on my monitor only slightly less irritating than the wingnut on the other side of my cubicle wall, who has recently added thunderous flatulance to his extensive repertoire of humming, slurping, pen-clicking and loud personal phone calls (in Mandarin).
I know everybody wants to be like the iPhone™ – but come on. No touchy, please.
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Yes, people touching your monitor with their grubby fingers is a pet peeve of mine. Highly annoying. I put it in the same category as people who don't shut off the windshield wipers in their car, but rather just turn the car off with the wipers stuck in the middle of the window.
Maybe it's just me that finds these types of things stupid.
Your cellmate, er, cubbie mate rips 'em where everyone can hear, not to mention....smell?
That's just too gross, dude. I'd buy me some Febreeze and nuke his cube...
@rcarlino: I'm glad to hear it's not just me. At least I don't go quite so far as one friend of mine who used to open all my CD jewel cases and turn the CDs so that they were aligned right side up. He was amazed that I could bear to just stick them in any which way; I was amazed that it made a difference.
@pattie: That's right. He's over there tearing it up at 10am, with women in the area and everything. I've only caught a dose of his effluvia once, fortunately. When he first moved into that cube, his main thing humming in a resonant baritone. I politely asked him not to do that – noting first that I knew he probably didn't even realize he was doing it – because it was distracting. He stopped (for a while) but has since gone out of his way (it seems) to constantly be clicking a pen, drumming his fingers, loudly slurping coffee or noodles, or jabbering away in Chinese to someone on his phone. And, of course, the poo bombs.
Some days, it's all I can do to keep from leaping over the cubicle wall and threatening to shove his clicky pen in his eye socket. But that wouldn't be Christian, so my only other options are to quietly grind my teeth and work on my ulcer OR put in my ear buds and crank up some music to blot him out.
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