27th May, 2002.
I think she's just hit a new personal best. She's just arrived in the office and has been in for less than a minute. She hasn't even sat down when the phone rings. She picks it up and procedes to bad-mouth our director. Then, before the hapless caller can escape, she switches gears and begins telling them all about The Spawn's exploits.
Cow-orker gets told something by someone. Cow-orker tells someone else what she's been told, and for good measure throws in her own interpretation of the first message (complete with end-of-the-world disaster scenarios). Cow-orker finds another person to tell them what she's been told, and as well as telling them what she told the first person, also tells them what the first person told her in response and what her response to that was. Cow-orker moves onto a third person repeats the cycle. Cow-orker passes most of the day engaged in ever-escalating conversations about her conversations.
Our manager to me: "Did she just tell you everything I told her about what you and I discussed earlier?" He winces visibly when I answer "yes".
Our manager to me: "Will you please find something for her to do tomorrow that will take her out of the office. She's driving me mad!"
I could use this as leverage for a payrise.