Casey's just isn't going to work.

Here's a conversation I just overheard, from one of the counselors' cubicles:

"Well, how about meeting at the library? . . . Well, the meeting usually takes about 1 ½ to 2 hours, so the library would probably work better than Casey's . . . no, I know where the Casey's is, but I don't think it's the best place for a 2-hour meeting . . . I really think the library . . . no . . . Casey's just isn't going to work . . ."

We have a new disabled employee here. Her disability is that when she talks, she always sounds like she's crying. Just like she's sobbing. But it's something with her lungs. She's not actually crying. Do you have any idea how fucking disturbing it is to have someone crying all day, four cubicles down?