The guy in the cube next to me has been having to pick his kids up and bring them in to work for the afternoon for several weeks now. Usually I feel sorry for them, since they are parked on a couch and given nothing to do. (Though really, why can't they bring a book??)
Today, however, their father is in a meeting, and so is away from his desk. And since the cat is away, the kids are happily chatting and giggling in the cube next to me. Highly distracting, and highly irritating. Nnngh.
(One of the kids, BTW, was responsible for the coconut of yesterday. I still don't know why the office reeked of toothpaste, though.)