Re-written title: Not in the mood

I'm downloading Inglorious Basterds. I've already seen in on the big screen, it's just that I need to hear Landa again. I care shit about the film itself, I wasn't even expecting much of it when I bought the ticket.

But Landa made its worth.

And, as most of you (no one) knows, I LOVE languages. Of course, there are some shitty languages out there like Esperanto and peruvian, but the sheer fascination in other cultures drives me to be more aware of the accents, vocabulary and flow in foreign dialogues.

Back to IB... Wait... Things just got messy, and it's nothing about Barcelona.

One of my co-workers has a low patience threshold. It's not even 9.30 and flying scissors already ensued. And it's not that this co-worker is across the room, you get the idea.

I'll give you an example: usually I turn on my PC's WMP and play music all day long to bring some groove to the accounts department. Yesterday, when I got back from the upper floor, my speakers were off; "Who turned off my speakers?"

- I did. Sorry, but I got fed up with the music.

- Next time you just turn down the volume, you don't turn off my speakers. Ok?

- Ammmh... Ok.

DAMN! And I haven't even started yet.

You know what? I'm not in the mood for writing anymore.

If I were Landa, I'd speak in german and blast bullshit all over annoying people who know dick about teamwork.

Over.