Extend the Story - Add a Room

You are sitting at your desk staring at a printout for your COMFI regularization job. You've been trying to figure out what is wrong with it for the past four hours, and can't for the life of you figure out whats causing it to fail.

You lean back in your chair and look around your cubicle to take your mind off of the frustrating task with which you are confronted.

Oustide, you hear the muffled voices of approaching co-workers.

Your phone starts to ring. Not really ring, it just vibrates and flashes moving slightly to one side with each 'ring'. You're more than a little smug at the fact that you aren't one of those inconsiderate dipshits with an obnoxious ringtone.

As if the fates were reading your mind, the phone of the person occupying the cubicle next to you starts to ring. Again. It's one of those irritating rap songs edited so that it starts and ends at the 'good' part. It's quite likely that they made the decision of what phone to purchase purely based on maximum decibel output capabilities.

Who the hell is calling YOU??