Over the course of this entire week, some people at the other end of the office have been doing some sort of morale boosting motivational training thing. This, apparently is a good thing. This, apparently, requires them to whoop and cheer, breaking the illusion of sanity in our office, and making them sound at best like a bunch of primary school kids at break time, or at worst like a bunch of ignorant twats. It does not make me happy to hear a bunch of raised cheers punctuating my working day. Ironically. I say that because it is ironic given that I would love to work as a stand up comedian where hearing cheers and enforcing jolliness on the people around me would exactly what I want and not a shoulder tensing stomach churning pit of shit.