The Lunch Talker

One of the many hazards of eating lunch at your desk on top of crumbs in your keyboard is the lethal Lunch Talker. You know the one. That guy or girl that seems to wait until your mouth is full to round your cubicle wall and start some form of conversation. If you're lucky, it's work related. If you're not, it's weekend related. 'Hey, so what are you up to this weekend?' Then, if things are really not going your way, they comment on your food. 'Whatcha got there? Oh, that looks good? Leftovers? How'd you make that? I'll have to get the recipe.'

There are only two resolutions to this situation. Shoot the Lunch Talker or shoot yourself.