The Awful Intruders
People who interrupt you when you are talking to someone get right on my the thing which rhymes with Mits. You wouldn’t do it to a surgeon in the midsts of complex leg vein treatment, so why do it to someone who is trying to speak?
I don’t know quite when it started, but it’s almost everywhere now–like some horrible plague that will not stop until it gets everyone in its grasp! It’s in schools, and offices, and meetings, and board-rooms. It’s on TV and in the cinema and in hospitals and in dungeons, probably (although if you are unlucky enough to end up in a dungeon then I am assuming you have bigger things to worry about than being interrupted – especially if it’s by some sinister warden telling you your number is up).
And you know what? I won’t stand for it anymore. It’s something we need to sort out now, in order to allow our children to have interruption-free conversations where a real point is made and not mortally wounded before it reaches completion!
I find that the best way to combat this kind of anti-social behaviour is with a swift : what the hell do you think you are doing?” As well as lots of aggressive hand and arm and feet movements, preferably done in a threatening way.
Although, that said, it is true that some people – some intruders – are becoming immune to this. So be careful with how much you do it, otherwise you might even make the problem worse.
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