All in a name.

In recent weeks my life at work has been plagued by the remarkable vacuousness of a certain girl in my office.

But I guess I can't put the blame entirely upon her. After all, her parents showed an equally remarkable lack of undifferentiated consciousness when they decided to bound their daughter to what must be insuperable confines of the name "Pristine".

Yes, Pristine she is. Untouched and uncorrupted by intelligence, sound judgment or common sense.