As you all may know, I enjoy talking on the phone with people, as I feel there is no substitute for a good, thoughtful conversation. However, I also find it rude when people talk on the phone in public places (even though I will admit that I've been guilty of the crime in the past). However, I've been having this barely controllable urge to sit in a public place (an L train, for example) and converse with someone on the phone.
And then, all of a sudden, I'll shout "Snake? What's wrong?! Answer me! Snake? SNAKE?! SNAAAAAAAKE!!!"
I dunno what I'd do after that. Aside from hanging up the phone, that is.
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You should do that while I'm around. Or when I'm on the other end of the conversation. I would greatly enjoy that.
After you hang up, mutter something about loose nukes and an organizational name of your choosing, such as...well, I'm sure you can think of something.
Maintain an appearance of being deep in worried thought until after you get off the train.
....yes... and enjoy it when you get carted off by our government...
You just like the concept of social experiment.. especially when you're in the center of one, due to your deeply rooted, subconscious narcism.
I completely agree with Lindsay, though I wouldn't so go so far to call it narcissism, but rather my love of attention. Which really isn't too far removed from narcissism...
And you of all people should know of my adoration of social experiments. Remember when I went 24 hours without talking?
No.
Those were some great 24 hours. It was fun to watch Lindsay squirm with her impatience. And it was fun to watch you scream at Cleo without screaming. Plus all that trying to not laugh and not sneeze. Good times.
My favorite part was making you laugh or make enough noise to set you back another few minutes...
You've created a time paradox!
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