Fucking pay attention when I talk to you! [View all]
I'm in the middle of telling my wife about the Angels' new clubhouse rule this season, when she interrupts me by getting up and saying "I've got something in my teeth." No "excuse me, sorry," no "hold that thought, tell me when I get back."
She comes back and says "did I tell you what so & so said to me yesterday?" Well, no, asshole, and why would I ? Why would I listen when you'll just blow me off in the middle of my telling you something that's important to me? What's more, it's only baseball. Who gives a rat's ass what the Angels are doing in the clubhouse? Who cares what the hoped-for consequences will be.
It's only baseball, probably the most important thing in my life besides my family and the survival of this country and her citizens.
All things considered, it's small thing about which I'm having this internal snarly discussion.
But be a decent human being. At least pretend you're listening to me, and excuse yourself from the discussion with a quick "excuse me" or something like it. Then exercise this muscle: "Ok, what were you saying?"
Or am I the bitch?