There are a lot of things I wonder about people. For one: Why do you wear things that aren’t comfortable/functional on purpose? Or, why do you feel the need to do things that are expressly against the rules for a very good reason? (This isn’t just teens. I can’t even count the amount of cars I’ve seen handicapped-parked without a placard or special plate.) I mean, I do break rules, but it’s usually not just because it’s more convenient if I don’t have to walk an extra 10 feet.
But my number one question is this: Why the heck are you always talking? It seems to be a trait to continue conversations for as long as possible. Like, when did “it was good” become “please, try to make me talk as much as I can into the story of the six hours since I’ve last seen you”? I just want to sit down for 5 minutes. And then even when I tell you something about my day, you must know every detail.
And that’s just adults. Teens are a whole ‘nother thing. I don’t know why you find the phrase “Welcome to Chile’s” so funny. But ok, you can do that. But it kind of bothers me when you repeat it 2000 times. Or, even better, when you decide that you need to yell across the lunchroom rather than walking 20 feet, therefore preventing me from enjoying my lunch.
Other people are such a mystery to me. I don’t know how they’ll react to things, or whether they’re lying, or why certain short videos are so funny.
I guess that’s why I like computers so much. They’re predictable. They don’t double cross you, or ask you dumb questions, or tease you. If I tell it to open Twitter, there’s only two things that can happen: A) It’ll open Twitter or B) There will be an error. And if there is an error, it’s not offended when I tell it it’s super dumb and annoying. (Maybe with slightly stronger words.)
And the best part? They only make noise if you tell them to. (Except auto-play ads. But nothing’s perfect.)
Well, I have to go. Bye for now!
Note to self: work on endings of posts.