I have snapped.

On the phone with the client.

X: *while fixing a db thing*  Sorry, I mutter to myself a lot.
C: Oh, no problem!  My doctor says it's fine, just so long as I don't start arguing with myself.
X: ...oh.  Well, I gotta go...
C: *cracks up*

After FIFTEEN MILLION PHONE CALLS, my coworker.

M: Hey Christina.
X: *utterly frustrated*  Yes?!  Do you need something??  Can I help you?!?!?
M: Yeah, I'd like a bagel, with cream cheese...
X: *slow side-eye of doom*
M: *cracks up*

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