Interruptions

Have you ever been in this situation before?

You: I went on the worst date ever last night. The guy showed up and—-

Friend: Hey, you didn’t tell me you were going on a date. You: Well, that’s what I’m trying to tell you about. He—

Friend: Was he cute? How’d you meet?

You: Yes, and at the movie store. Anyways, he came to pick me up and—

Friend: The movie store? That’s an awful place to pick up dudes. All the creepos hang out there.

You: Yes, well I realized that. As I was trying to say, he showed up in—

Friend: Oh! I just realized that it’s 7:12. I was born on July 12th. Funny, huh?

You: Not really. It’s 7:12 twice a day. Do you get excited over that everytime you see it’s that time? Eh, nevermind. Not getting started on that. As I was saying, the guy shows up wearing this—

Friend: Hey, can we talk about this later? My bff Jess is calling me.

You: Uh…sure…whatever….

Don’t you hate when that happens? You try to tell a story, and you never get to tell it because someone else loves the sound of their own voice? Well, this is a message to all of you frequent interrupters. Just in case my example didn’t spell it out for you, I will. When you interrupt like that, you sound like a self-absorbed moron. Not only do you sound like an idiot, but your friend that you keep interrupting probably wants to stab you in the throat. Why the throat? So you’ll never interrupt AGAIN! So next time you want to interrupt your friend when they are trying to tell a story, think about the damage that could be done to your throat if you make them angry enough. Seriously, I’m just sayin’.

By the way, the date showed up dressed like a hobbit. Might’ve been cooler if he had dressed like Harry Potter.