The Man In the Office Next Door

I mentioned before that there’s a gap in the wall between me and the office next door so I can hear that guy over there.

Here’s what I’ve learned so far:

His name is Roger.

His cellphone rings the Lone Ranger music. For obvious reasons, this makes me uneasy.

He keeps irregular hours.

He has chronic cough.

He tapes up a lot of stuff. I hear that SKRIIIIT sound of tape every afternoon he is there.

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