When people talk about me – and they do – in hushed tones, until the medical-transfer van arrives – Dear Lord, Anne, he does jabber on, doesn’t he? I thought he’d never shut up. He just goes on and on, and on, and on. I’ve learned my lesson. Never again will I ask if there are any questions at a production meeting, when he’s there. I thought Bob was going to pee himself before he finally shut up. It was like he had an oral orgasm – a
PLEONASM
Verbosity; The use of more words than are necessary to express an idea; redundancy.
He was just spewing random trivia in all directions. I see how Monica Lewinski got the stains on her blue dress. And he just kept raising rhetorical questions, without letting anyone else get a word in edgewise. I think that he breathes through his ears. That could be fun in the bedroom, but not in the boardroom.
The mental-health attendant said that they’ll give him some Lithium treatment, and he should be quiet when he comes back to work Monday.
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