Interruptions

 Interruptions

Alright. I used to be one of those people where the conversations you have with me go like this:

 

Person: “I just got back from Afric-”

 Me: “That’s cool, I got a dog.” 

Person: “Alright, as I was sayin-

Me: “He’s really fluffy and cute. We named him Pepsi.

Person: “Can you stop interrupting me, please?

Me: “What? I’m not interrupting you!”


Yeah. You probably think I’m super annoying. But I’ve changed since then! I changed when this happened:


So I was in college. About 20 years old. We had a test coming up. It was really important, so yeah. Like normal, I was studying my but off.


My roommate, Leo, was done studying. He was bored. Really bored. He was at the stage of boredom where he was debating even doing MATH for FUN! So I was studying. You know, just chilling, listening to my music. 


Then, while I almost got the hang of a really hard question, he says: “Are you done yet?”. I lost the hang of my question. I looked at him in a way that said “I’m really mad at you but I’m not going to lash out because I’m nice”. I said maybe in 15 minutes. 5 minutes later and he says “You’ve been studying for the past hour! Come be with me!”. I say it’s only been 5 minutes. This goes on for about 30 minutes when I finally lash out and say: “STOP INTERRUPTING MY PROCESS OF STUDYING!” He looks stunned and said “Why didn’t you just say so?” I left that dorm. I went with my buddy, Chris. DON’T INTERRUPT!


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