Please stop talking.

Thursday, January 29, 2009

There is something that really really annoys me. I don't know exactly how to explain it but I'll give it a good shot. The first is when someone states things that are really really obvious. Especially when a response from me is expected. The more I attempt to appear uninterested in chatting about these extremely obvious and pointless things, the more I am pursued.

It also drives me crazy when someone asks questions concerning things that both parties already know the answer to... and they KNOW that both parties already know the answer.... repeatedly. Now, I understand that such questioning can have a purpose in certain situations, but I am referring to the questions that have no purpose whatsoever (if that makes sense).

I believe this is an honest attempt to engage me in conversation. I don't mind having a conversation, even a pointless conversation. But if you must, please wait until I am no longer typing at my computer, or working on homework, or watching a movie, or reading a book. Instead, if you will just wait until am 5 beers or so in I promise to talk to you about any little thing that your little mind conjures up. Unfortunately I feel that allowing such conversations to slip through only gives you encouragement for next time.

Maybe when this person was growing up they were never asked if they were bleeding or had a broken limb when interrupting their parents. I think that my feelings of intolerance toward this sort of behavior came from a certain parent of mine.

Thankfully, there is only one person in the world (that I know of) that has the ability to REALLY annoy me with these... things. Maybe it's the whiny Fran Drescher like voice that really throws me over the edge with this particular individual.

I just thought of a good example of what I'm talking about. Okay, so I just ran to the store and got some ice cream. I was in the middle of opening the ice cream container when I heard what sounded like this person coming down the stairs. I quickly threw the ice cream into the freezer to avoid this conversation: "Did you go to the store? Me: Yes. What did you get? Me (with ice cream in hand): Ice cream. Oh, you got ice cream?"
Now add a whiny voice to that.

I am in awe when I watch someone (who doesn't this problem) converse with this person happily and easily. It makes me feel kinda bad.

I'm going to go work on some integration by parts now.