cube life - the end of times

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I live in a cube next to a girl who just got married and talks incessantly about her wedding.  I call her Wedding Girl.  Her work friend sits across the aisle from her and hates noise.  I call her the Noise Police.

So this just happened -

Wedding Girl (clearly reading the news and not working): Oh my god...there was a break in right by my house this morning.
 

Noise Police: Yea I heard about that...but that was last week.

Wedding Girl: No it says it happened July 3. (Today is the 8th)

Wedding Girl: Dang, this is end of the world stuff man.  We need to get strapped up.

I don't know what that means.

Happy Monday!

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