Stop looking at me!

This message goes out to the annoying coworker that won't stop passing by my office and staring at me. It's annoying enough that you go to see a beloved supervisor at least seven times a day, but I'm willing to let knowledge of those ass kissing sessions slide. I really must draw the line at the numerous round trips past my office while you stare at the Betty-monkey in her cage. Your pregnant waddle would normally evoke sympathy from me, but for that fact that it only means you are staring for longer periods of time. Why can't you just look ahead, like everyone else? Geez - at least bring me a banana or peanuts or something in exchange for the show.