“Sorry,” I said, lest I give offense, “I didn’t catch that.”
“What?” the coworker inquired.
“I didn’t catch what you said to me. Could you say it again?”
“I was talking to myself,” she informed me and went back to what she was doing.
Hours later, I was back in the cube and the only other person back there did the same thing. She said something which I couldn’t understand and when I asked her what it was about, she said she’d been talking to herself.
There are many things we could surmise from this, the chief two being:
1) Lots of lunatics go into library work;
2) Plenty of them would rather talk to nobody than talk to me.
DO NOT GET ME STARTED ON THE HIVE MEMBER WHO CRUNCHES ICE CUBES ALL DAMN DAY.