Context Fail

I've mentioned the Stress Fiend's inability to provide any kind of context when she starts complaining about something. Here's a sample from this morning:

"Argh! This damn chick! I've had it with her! I'm going to ..."

"What's the problem?" I'm looking at our shared inbox as she mutters and there's an email she might be referring to. Or might not. It's hard to tell.

"Oh, it's this damn chick again! She just ... urgh! ... I don't know how many times I've told her ... Ooh! Shiny!"