Get Away From Me.
So today in Barnes and Noble, a dorky barista plops down next to me while I’m in the middle of taking a TIMED practice test and strikes up a conversation.
REALLY. ARE YOU SERIOUS?
I can maybe understand getting interrupted if I were just reading some bullshit magazine to pass the time but I have thickass GRE books open and a fortress of flashcards. YOU CANNOT NOT KNOW WHAT I AM DOING.
5 minutes into interrupting my life he’s like ‘I’m not bothering you am I?’
Reallllly?! This makes me doubly furious. If you’re going to bother me, just do it shamelessly. Don’t give me that bullshit pretense. BLERGH.
Why does this always happen to me?! Why do bad things happen to good people?!
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