The hardest thing I’ve had to grapple with lately is cursing. At work there is this guy Henry that sits right across the hall from me. Henry sighs, moans, and groans hyper-dramatically, and he’s so bad at spouting off exclamatory curses. You’d honestly believe that he has Turret’s Syndrome or something! It has been rubbing off on me — When I go to expression frustration his words come to my mind, and sometimes to my lips.
Once again, I pull on my headphones to seek solitude from his annoying behaviors, and in hopes that I’ll ward off picking up yet more bad habits to deal with.