Dear People Standing At The Side Of My Desk While I Am Trying To Get Things Done For Fuck's Sake:
If it is very, VERY clear to anyone who has at least thirty brain cells that I am fiercely concentrating on finishing a long line of data entry without screwing it up, and yet I nod and make eye contact to acknowledge I will be with you in a moment to deal with that piece of paper you are holding - Please For The Love Of God And All That Is Holy, do NOT stretch your arm out across my desk space and attempt to stick the piece of paper right in my face until I take it from you. Just stand there with your arms by your sides and wait for a few precious fucking seconds. You will not explode from the anticipation.
Thanks and bite me you thoughtless twerp,