Young girls, they don't get wooly; they get weary.

I cannot be around loud people for very long. They destroy my nerves and my patience. I don't understand the necessity to constantly have to speak with a concert voice. The only thing that makes this situation worse is singing the wrong words to songs.

They lady who occupies the office next to mine is like that.

She was on vacation last week. I'm on vacation next week. This week has been no vacation.

The past couple of days, I've listened to too many Christmas carols gone loudly awry. I've heard the words "Have a holly, merry Christmas" and "Do you see what I hear?" too, too many times.