Dear Coworkers,

I’m going to need all of you to stop walking around behind me and then standing there talking. For starters, I don’t like having people behind me in the first place. It’s a holdover, I know, but it still kind of freaks me out when people get too close and I can’t see them. Two – dammit, I’m trying to write! I can’t write semi-historical fanfic, even if it’s not smut, with you standing behind me. Nor do I feel like explaining why I’m currently looking up the history of the Jacobite movement during the late seventeenth century. Go sit at your desks and look at Facebook or whatever you people do when it’s this dead in the office.

Pagan the Exasperated and Paranoid