Here, have a can of Shut The Fuck Up

Some people just talk too fucking much. I work with such a person. He's a very nice guy, who is an active member of his church, is a boyscout leader, has a few kids, and a couple hobbies. How he can find time to do all this shit is beyond me, because all I ever see him do is talk. I hate it when I need to go to his cube, because I need to budget at least 15-20 minutes to listen to one of his stupid stories about his kid or something he's done for the boyscouts. This morning, he stopped by my cube to inquire about my crock pot under my desk (christmas party food), and he stood there for nearly 40 minutes blubbering on and on about his church, their sermons, the search for a new pastor, and the house that the church owns that the pastor lives in that they have sense sold. Jesus Jumps Up Christ! In that entire 40 minues, I may have mumbled 3 or 4 words. The rest was all him.

So why don't I just say something? Because for one he's a nice guy, so telling him to shut up and get the hell out of my cube would come across as a bit harsh. Of course, I usually don't care, but at work I need to maintain a higher level of manners than in my regular life. Secondly, I depend on him for a lot of things at work, and he's always willing and happy to help me any time I need it.

So, I just sit there and stare at him, hoping that eventually he'll figure out that I don't give a shit and he'll stop talking. So far, no luck there.