well I'll get started here by stating that I never have really been a big fan of public speaking. Whether it's someone on a high horse thinking they're important or a hate preaching psychopath...I guess I'll just say, it never really works for me.Well..maybe that is a lie. I enjoy listening to things I have attended out of my own doing. I do not however, enjoy, the shit I have to hear while I try to drink a beer at the bar and write or read or whatever the fuck.
the all knowing pub preacher |
Immediately after this riveting chap begins his tirades, three things will be witnessed... all of which using similar facial expressions:
the confused yet intrigued dude |
the is she annoyed or is she interested gal |
and, my personal favourite:
the uninterested, leave me the fuck alone while I conduct my business of reading, writing, or "general behaviours" pal |
As you can see, definitely..he is indeed, a serious fellow.
Anyways, let us move on to the conclusion.
Conclusion:
So in the end, there is only one result to this..and fortunately, a friend of mine, who I drink with regularly, recently caught an excellent file photo of me nearby during this wee little tales unfolding.
THATS IT IVE HEARD ENOUGH! |
So...basically..leave me alone when I want to write or read, or drink, or just sit in a dismal corner alone, conducting my endeavours in a public setting. I don't care about you..so leave me be. Afterall, this is the place I come to collect my thoughts and actually work. I don't do fuck all at my day job.
I lol'd. Nice post. Following.
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