1. You really grate me. You seriously get up my nose, down my throat and swilly around my intestines.
2. When I am sitting down, after a long day, I really do not want to have to listen to you talk, ask sixty-four stupid questions (of which, perhaps two are any of your business) and then come up with interesting responses.
3. Also, when I’m on the phone, I’m listening to the person on the other end. My phone is NOT an earring. I’m actually in the middle of a conversation with someone who is, I’m sorry, more important than you. Hence…
4. Don’t interrupt me and start talking to me whilst I’m talking to someone on the phone. Again, my phone is NOT an earring.
5. Whilst you may spend your evenings flipping channels and pondering your next great irritating thing to do, I spend my evenings with Cam and, once she’s asleep, in front of my Mac. I have to, it’s how I roll. It’s my lifestyle and no, I’m not changing it because you said so. This lifestyle pays the bills, is my choice and no, your opinion on it isn’t actually important to me.
6. When I’m relaxing, I like quiet. So, yes, maybe that makes me a little strange but, you know, I choose the quiet. Love the quiet.
7. When I am with other people, please, feel free to say hey. Don’t, however, take this as an opportunity to then question them on their lives. It’s like, dude, a little intrusive. They’re here for the tea, not the Spanish Inquisition.
8. Boundaries, I have them. Please respect them. That’s all I ask. I don’t really want to divulge details of my personal life (WAY personal life) to you. I have friends for that, and even them I wouldn’t divulge that information to. Also, they don’t ask because, they respect the boundaries. Yeah, boundaries. They’re like walls, or fences. I’m thinking we could use some.
8-point rant over. Just saying.
*exhale*