- During a physical / birth / colon exam... - There is something about being nude and being prodded / poked / invaded and having someone ask me about the meaning of life.
- Right before going to sleep / Right after waking up - My brain is getting ready to prepare my body for slumber and does not want to be interrupted with conversation. I get irritable with those who violate this rule only because it tends to mess up a wonderful series of dreams. Instead of romps on the beach, I tend to get nightmares of being surrounded by clackity teeth. You really don't want to talk to me right after getting up either especially if I did not have said fantasy...
- In the Dentist Office - It talks an almost act of a power greater then me to get into a dentists office in the first place. I do not want you to ask me about work or anything else while you have sharp objects in your hand and are probing my mouth. Keep it to "rinse" if you don't mind.
- While watching television / movie / during a Metallica song - The reason that I watch or listen to something is so I can relax / learn. Please do not pretend to be hurt if you talk to me in between commercials and I give you a glossy stare back.
- Before / During sex - This one is kinda a given. Dirty talk (for those who are into it) is allowable as long as the sentences are kept short. Nothing kills the MOOD quicker than a run down of the days events and/or the question, "What are you thinking?"
- In the Elevator - I love violating this rule. I just turn around and begin engaging the person behind me. I would not suggest this as a general rule because the reactions can get a bit nasty. Due to some of the reactions I have received, I decided this one should be on the list.
- While waiting in line at the checkout - This is one of my big pet peeves. Please, for the love of God, leave me alone while I am shopping. Please don't think I want to talk to you just because we are both stuck behind the dumb-ass who can't find his/her checkbook.
- While driving in a rainstorm / heavy traffic - This one should also be kinda like common sense. I am busy trying to avoid the idiots who swerve in and out without any mind to physics and the other vehicles. I can not split my powers of concentration to give you a run down on the history of the Roman Empire.
- While Reading - Another pet peeve. See #4
- While Teaching - This one bugs the crap out of me. Here I am trying to educate 30 reluctant teeneagers and Administrator SoandSo comes in demanding that I sign something, discuss a meeting that I once again missed, or any other idiotic things that could have waited for the passing period.
-WTS
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What a great way to begin a Sunday! My favorite is the last one ~ isn't that why we have a conference period? That's the time for the "barbaric yapping" of Administrator SoandSo.
Here is one I would add: Don't talk to me in church. As you can plainly see, I am praying, or 'talking to God'! The whole idea of *church* is to find sanctuary (peace and QUIET) to reflect or meditate. It drives me up the proverbial wall when you come and ask the most mundane things that could WAIT until I am OUTSIDE. If you see me inside, please for the love of God, Allah, whomever, let me be. And teach your kids how to behave and dress appropriately for church. (that's a whole 'nother post.) Yes, I know I can pray anywhere but I like the old-fashioned concept of going to a house of worship on Sunday.
* While in the restroom.
Not to be crass by listing this, but nothing ticks me off (or frightens me) more than conversations that begin during the most private of situations. Do your business and leave. If at home, whatever important discussion that someone would like to have with me CAN indeed wait just a few minutes until my business is completed.
* While I'm heavily involved in cooking or a project.
I cannot emphasize enough how much "multi-tasking" has been a detriment to many avenues in my life. It's bad enough that I'm having to devote 20% of my attention to the pasta, 25% to the chicken, 15% to the sauce, 20% to the baking of bread, 15% to cleaning utensils and preparing the table for dinner & 5% to keeping the ravenous golden retriever at bay (she doesn't eat until after I do, hoping for a few crumbs to fall her way), without having to listen to mindless chatter that would be better left being shared during the meal when I can devote a higher percentage of attention.
Also, unless the conversation is in reference to the project that I am working on, bother me not. I have enough concentration issues as it is without having to stop what I'm doing, listen to blathering, respond to said blathering, and then try to figure out where I was in the first place.
* When I'm talking to someone else.
Wait your gorram turn, Chatty. Unless I'm on fire, you're having a heart attack, or a giant meteorite is about to pulverize me (so that I have time to run about screaming, naturally I do appreciate that kind of interruption), it can wait.
If it is a matter of national importance, please use the proper protocol to interrupt. For example, "Excuse me, I'm sorry to interrupt..." works wonders, especially when utilized during an appropriate pause in conversation.
* If you require something done, yet are too lazy to either do it yourself or are seemingly unable to use polite words like, "please" and "thank you."
I am not your personal porter. I can understand if you have had a tough day and just need a favor or two. Within reason.
By using "please" and "thank you," I am more likely to assist you with a more cheerful disposition than I otherwise would. I'm bossed around all day as it is by people who don't have to say "please" or "thank you" merely because they sign my paychecks.
That means that when I'm not at work, I am a human being, worthy of being treated as an equal, not as your personal butler/maid/cook. Using polite language is appreciated by myself, especially since I live in a society that has replaced such words with more unkind ones like "NOW!" and "Get me."
My mom had a knack for having sudden catastrophic hearing loss whenever we'd forget to say 'please' and 'thank you.' Must be genetic because I seem to suffer from the same affliction.
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