Open offices: a hell for introverts and HSPs?

It was the third that Tom got up to go to the bathroom, what the hell was this man drinking? In front of me, my other coworker, who seemed to be typing at a thousand miles per hour... or was I typing too slowly? In the background, but still too close, my boss was talking with the community manager about the trip they would take on the next vacation while laughing out loud. And of course, the fitness girl in the office sipping every last drop of her fruit smoothie. I got…

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