Yeah, you. Shut up. And you, too. And you over there... Put a sock in it.
Everyone just shut the hell up and put your heads down and get back to work. There is entirely too much talking going on in this office. You're lucky you still have jobs.
I see that game of solitaire on your screen. Do you think I'm blind? Some of you are like little kids, unable to concentrate on work for more than five minutes at a crack. Hey! Turn off that IM! I thought I blocked that crap!
Look, I'm all for a good joke, but this e-mail chain that started yesterday when Larry asked if Julie was wearing a Halloween costume or if that was how she dressed every day needs to stop. Now.
Yeah, I'm surly today. Tough luck, kids. We have work to do. Quit screwing around. Get off eBay. Quit downloading music. No, you're not mentioned more times on Google today than you were yesterday. So quit checking.
I want quiet in here until five o'clock tonight. All I want to see is work getting done. Got that? Good. I'll be in my office. And the next person who mentions John Kerry can pack up their desk and clear out.