The fat lines drive me nuts too. I have a friend who is an absolute sweetheart, but she is vietnamese and has the metabolism of a shrew. She eats 4 - 5 plates at the buffet
and always complains that she is gaining weight even those she is always a size 0. Whenever she say's "I'm gaining weight" I say "It's just your hair"
See if you can get a doc note. That would be awesome! I'd love to see you pull that off! When I'm in an irritable (manic or depressed) state, people talking inanely makes me homicidal! I have even told people at work to "shut up!" Loudly. I desperately need my music. Maybe that can be your argument. You need music for the safety of others.
I too barely get my work accomplished and half-assed too IMO. But they always say I do a really good job so that reinforces my belief that BPs are soooo brilliant that subpar work from us is illustrious by "normal" standards.