Is there a person in this world that sometimes you wished you could just yell “Can you please shut the fuck up and let me speak?”
Is there a person on earth that when you are on the phone with him/her, you will punch your fist in the air due to frustration?
Is there a person on earth whom you wished will never call you?
Oh yes, I have this one person I really don’t enjoy talking to (in case you have yet to notice, the way I am saying this is a major understatement). For your information, I always enjoy talking on the phone (no, not like those girlie talk that last for hours and hours) and there is not one person that I wanted to shout at or hang up on, except this person.
Whenever he called me, and when I saw the name appeared on my Caller ID, I would take a deep breath. Most time than not, I would try to ignore it whenever I have something to do, and it doesn’t matter if I was digging my nose or just farting, I would take those as an excuse not to answer the call.
But when it was necessary to answer his call, I would take a really long deep breath and try to remain calm, and answered it with utmost politeness. Unfortunately, most of the time my politeness could not last more than 25 seconds.
The problem with this person, or rather, as I always call him, The Old Man, is that he is really long-winded. Whenever he called me, or for some unfortunately reason that I had to call him, he would just talk and talk, repeated the same topic at least 3 times, and when he finally took a breather and I found an opportunity to tell him what I wanted to tell him, he would start again regardless the fact that I had just started speaking.
Most of the time, I would just stop and pretended that I was listening. The fact was most of the time I would move the earpiece away from my ear and then I would take a deep breath in order to control my temper. If not, I would have shouted at him long, long time ago.
Sometimes, when I couldn’t take it anymore, I would just continue my speech even when he interrupted me. It was kinda funny that both of us were talking at the same time and none of us would appear listening to each other. I mean, every phone calls that he made to me, it would last around 7 to 20 minutes, and I had to tolerate the 7 to 20 minutes torment and he just wouldn’t stop. And when he finally said what he wanted to say, he would just hang up, and I was left there without being able to tell him what I wanted to tell him.
Most of the time, I had the urge to really slam the phone down. Unfortunately, he always call my handphone so I cannot slam my handphone down. So my finger was always lingering on the End button, extremely tempted to “accidentally” press it. But that would be rude of me, no? But his phone-ethic is really bad and rude. So sometimes I would try to give myself some excuse to hang up.
The short summary is this; even though for many occasions I was really tempted to press the End button, just like that, I didn’t. For many occasions, I really wanted to shout at him and said, “Can you please shut the fuck up and let me finish my sentence? Don’t be a rude prick okay?” but I didn’t. For many occasions I didn’t want to answer his call, but I did. Of all the times that I had to call him or answered his call, I regretted ever giving him my number.
Yes, that’s The Old Man I know…
Anyway, I would like to take this opportunity to wish all of you…
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