This breed of people is perhaps worse than the incessant flirt.
Despite his annoying habits, no real flirt will ever say anything nasty to any woman. It’s simply not in his nature — being nasty to a woman or sexist doesn’t fit into his scheme of things.
The sexist on the other hand will make sure you’re made to feel miserable about being a woman, tell you exactly what you should do and pass remarks that will make you want to aim a kick at his you-know-what.
Picture this: you’re sitting there poring over the all-important presentation you’re supposed to make when he walks in, his new iPhone welded to his ears, hard selling some product of your company to a prospective client at the decibel of a vuvuzela.
Try explaining that you need to work and he’ll probably just give you a why-the-hell-are-you-disturbing-me look, roll his eyes and continue talking anyway, without any change in his pitch or volume.
These are the guys who make you wish people came with a volume control knob!
The idea of personal hygiene is completely and utterly lost on some of us. Effectively, so is the concept of flushing after the deed is done.
Sadly (and mysteriously) you never seem to catch them as they’re stepping out of the loo so you can confront them.
We suppose ‘doing it’ surreptitiously and getting away without noticing is one of the superpowers you acquire when you’re unhygienic.
We suppose most of those who play music out loud are the ‘creative’ types you find in media houses and ad agencies. Or else the techies who like to believe they’re writing poetry in the binary language.
Whether anyone is getting disturbed or not is quite simply not their concern.
The hitch with both these characters is that neither seems to be aware of the technological advancement in hardware. There is, as some of us would know, a wonderful invention called yep a pair of headphones.