perils with writing and whatnot
I know that I shouldn’t get so hot under the collar about interruption. I know that most are not intentional, and a few just can’t be avoided. This is part of life. Yet, I can feel myself getting up tight, anxious and angry when someone disturbs me when I’m in the middle of something.
I’m not a multi-tasker. If I’m doing something, that’s all that I’m doing – unless it’s something like listening to music playing softly in the background. You know the saying – music soothes the savage beast. I like keeping my mind on the task I have started until I am ready to quit or take a break.
One of the interruptions I have a terrible time coming to terms with is the telephone. When it rings, all I want to do is throw the stupid thing out the window. It doesn’t make any difference what the ring tone is or what I’m doing at the time. If I had to do without one thing and I could pick what it is, it definitely would be the telephone.
There’s one I hate that I pretty sure everyone else hates too. Being interrupted while I’m speaking. I know that in some cases it is purely unintentional. A person’s thoughts can get going so fast and feel so important that the person blurts them out during someone else’s time to talk. I’ve done it myself. I feel so embarrassed I want to crawl under the nearest rock until the blush goes away. And there are those few times when disrupting a conversation is necessary because of something urgent or even an emergency. Still, when it happens to me I can feel the anger start to build.
I don’t know if you can call this next one an interruption but it feels like one to me. I’m all set to go out the door to wherever I’m going. I’m not going alone. Someone is accompanying me. That person says he or she is ready to go too. Then, as I’m walking out the door, this other person says he or she will be there in just a second. I wait by the car thinking he or she will be walking out the door any moment now. The person takes a good five minutes before he or she is seen at the door walking out. When did a second become five minutes? Why did that person say he or she was ready when clearly he or she wasn’t? Why didn’t the person just tell me that it would be a few minutes more? In my opinion, either you’re ready or you’re not. There isn’t any in between on that.
And then there’s the opposite scenario. I’m going somewhere with someone and he or she has come to pick me up. I’m not quite ready; I need to make sure the cats have water or it’s something else. The person says he or she understands and is willing to wait. As I finish my task though, the person is constantly interrupting, asking me if I’m ready yet. If the person doesn’t shut up, I’m never going to be able to finish what I doing so that I will be ready to go.
I think I do try my very best to go with the flow of situations. Yet, there are these times when I feel a need to scream bloody murder at people when they can’t seem to see how ludicrous they’re acting.
Do you have interruptions that annoy you too no end?
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