Barking and Talking, Woofing and Speaking

Enclosed in a war zone, with aircondition, satellite TV as well as high speed connection, I bring to you “when talking becomes barking”. Contrary to the probable thoughts you harbour having just read the above line, I do not talk about higher ranking people (aliens, beast,insects did not seem right) barking orders at the lower ranking “lowest lifeforms in the universe” (because that is what we are, apparently). Instead I talk about panic attacks. Deadlines are tight, and people are losing their sanity. Although I might be misconstrued when saying there is an existence of sanity. Alright so said sanity-losing person seems to believe that repeating the same thing multiple times creates an effective work environment. “what is the date? when did it happen? THE DATE!” all said in a rapid burst of semi-automatic. It worked. Burst fire worked. The whole lot us, removed from this conversation but listening nontheless-for want of proper conversation burst out cackling, , chortling,  chuckling, giggling, guffawing, laughing, snickering, sniggering, tittering. ( I wanted to follow her speech patterns)