I wonder if anyone else feels an urge to slap someone in the following circumstances…..
1) One is at work, on a lunch break, consumed with one’s reading/writing, when some next fool decides to eavesdrop on one’s quiet reading by either asking you a shitload of annoying questions about what one is reading/ writing, asking to read it and/or reading said work out loud; this last point would be mitigated – though not excused – if said person read one’s work/book with a hint of the grand manner; instead, the fuckers read in a manner akin to preschoolers just starting to grasp the skill – one fucking word per minute!
Actually, I’m probably insulting preschoolers with that comparison…..
Well, at least if I lose my voice and need an orator for my words, I’ll know whom not to ask!
2) Possibly more annoying than the last example: listening to one’s music whilst on a bus or train and being accosted by some next idiot asking the time or some elaborate question – surely the height of rudeness, no? They don’t even offer a “Sorry to bother you” to make up for their atrocious manners and lack of ability to use the eyes nature gave them! The sneering irony is that if one ignores said person, one would most likely be seen as an obnoxious twat of the highest order – but who disturbed who in the first place, eh?
Faced with such specimens, one has to question how the fuck mankind has managed to last for so long….
I HATE it when people do #1. It’s like the massmind can’t grasp the simple pleasure of reading a book quietly. I guess they need to constantly spew the shit out of their brains by talking.
“dear massmind drone-unit-#45784856754875,
those of us who can are trying to think.
please cease from taking it out on me that you cannot,
I have half a mind to actually say that next time such an event happens. Too bad the comment would fall on deaf ears.
“Whatsa massmind. You callin’ me some typa racial thing?”
could be worse. could be the time I was explaining the plot of my novel to someone on a bus and the wingnut schizophrenic two seats in front of me decided from eavesdropping in that Aresh Nyokuretzung really does exist / really is trying to take over the world.
(Yes, that actually happened)
*Picturing dude with billboard reading:”REPENT, FOR THE AGE OF NYO IS NIGH!”*
Thus far in scenario #2, people have always said “Excuse me” prior to asking the time.
That first one led me to give up all forms of creativity.