Animal Crackers in My Mouth

Here I sit at my desk, trying desperately to quietly eat my lunch. As luck would have it, just about every time I have taken a bite in the last hour and a half that I’ve been here, someone calls, or someone comes in to appeal, or one of the clerks at the parking desk try to talk to me. I don’t know how they do it, but these people have impossibly bad timing. I just want to finish my bagel and not get forced into a conversation looking like this:

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