This evening I had the displeasure of sitting at a table with 5 other supposed-adults who proceeded to talk while I was trying to hear the presentation that, I assume, they also came to hear.
First, I tried the technique of pointedly turning to look at them. That seemed to work but for a limited period. Then I progressed to glaring and shaking my head in wonderment. Finally, I turned and said, “Would you please stop talking?”
Why is it that some people think that what they have to say is more important than the speaker in front of the room? Why am I still expecting better manners than those of a certain Supreme Court Justice?
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