Heavy Breathing

If I cared about doing such things, it would be quite easy to assume the ID of Mr. Poker. It's not hard to find out his credit card numbers, expiry dates, passport number, birthday, his wife's birthday, etc. The reason is that Mr. Poker has a high speaking volume. Very high. So much so, when we're on teleconference calls, I take off my headphones when he speaks. I can hear him loud and clear through the cubicle walls. The same is true when he makes personal phone calls, such as buying things over the phone, talking to people at the passport office, etc. His booming phone voice has driven other co-workers not on our team to move their desks to the other side of the office building. Unfortunately for the rest of us, we're stuck.

But Mr. Poker isn't just a loud talker. He's a loud breather. In conference calls, when he isn't speaking, everyone can still hear him pant like a perverted crank caller. And even after I asked him (nicely) to please put himself on mute when he isn't talking, he doesn't do it. I think he thinks the heavy breathing is done by someone else. Oh well. I guess this is what makes life interesting.