Cubical Buffer

I believe we have a somewhat 'cursed' cublical in our midst. We recently moved to some new space and there was some shifting around of people and I ended up straight across from Little Miss EVERYTHING. And I say this because she is a hard nail to hammer in any one category. She's sweet and thoughtful (buying us suvenirs from her vacation) yet ultra-talkative, I don't get the you're-not-looking-at-me-while-I-talk-to-you hint and keeps on a-going. She'll invite you to her events (party's, dance classes, performances) but invite herself to yours. Although her eagerness could make her easy to write off and explain, you feel downright AWFUL saying anything bad about her for some mysterious reason. And even though she sends me folders of pictures of obscure relatives and trips I did not get to go on, her most annoying feature has to be the laugh.

Oh yes, not mearly an annoying laugh, but a decible piercing cackle that no one in the entire office could possibly ignore. The kicker being she's on the phone a lot, and a cheery person that finds something to laugh at every hour. Wow.

We were told this placement directly across from my cube was temporary (thank you!) And eventually the sad (yup so sad) day came when she had to pack her things and move it on over to her new spot in the office safely on the other side of an actual floor to cieling sound bufferring wall. I would have helped move her stuff.

Blissful was the time when I could look over at the empty cube and revel in the silence. That didn't last long.

A new person was hired. She moved in when no one was looking. I had not even been formerly introduced when I heard her on the phone. Oh it's bad. It's almost worse. It is worse. The cackle comes with a shriek of laughter for all to hear. It's loud, it's high, and it's often. The only good part is, she only works part time.

What IS it about that cube?