ESPN Ruins My Naps

So my title doesn't really have anything to do with what I"m going to write about. I may touch on the subject a little bit - but we'll see.

So there I am. sitting in the hub, at my own table - just typing away at some technical paper I've got to write for one of my nerdy classes. when outta nowhere - this couple sits down next to me - at MY table. Do I know these people? No. Have I ever seen them? No. Are they weird? Yes. As I click away at my keyboard, I start to hear him talk baby talk to her. "Oh man. . . this guy ahs no idea how close he is to getting hit" I think. I tried to give them the 'shut up or i'll smack you' look - but to no avail, for they were too busy googly-eyein each other to even notice the table was occupied in the first place. I start to type louder. Maybe if they notice I'm busy - they will realize that they're being rude and just leave me in peace to write my paper on XScale processors. Nope. That didn't work either. My mind was spinning - going back and forth between technical specifications to how I was going to best hit this guy to shut him up. The baby talk was quickly becoming more than I could handle. Maybe if I sneeze Really Really Loudly, and don't cover my mouth. Gross - yes. But sometimes drastic measures need to be taken. I crinkled up my nose in hopes of bringin on a sneeze - but all that happened was me looking slightly like an upset swine. Did they notice my facial expressions? Nope. Not even close, they were still snoggling and talking in voices reserved for 1 and under population.

The clock was ticking down. 12:15. I knew their lunchbreak had to be over soon - but I was quickly losing all self control. Those who know me best know that I act very chill and easy going, but if I bottle it up too long - then BAM! I'll snap at you and nothing can control the rush of words or anger that might ensue if you're in my path of wrath. {*wow. that rhymed! all fear - Kat's path of Wrath! :) } 12:20 - it's bubbling to the surface. . . my face has lost all trace of a smile, and I'm ready to just tell this annoying couple to go somewhere much warmer than Logan. 12:22 - I'm formulating the words that would have the best effect. 12:22.5 - they decide to leave. phew. . that was close.

That couple doesn't understand how close they were too disaster. . . another 30 seconds of their behavior and I'd have siad something. Ok - I'd have though of more things I COULD"VE said to them. We all know I would'nt have been rude to strangers. I talk a big game, but I'm usually a big softie. However, I felt I must blog this experience so that all my psuedo-anger thoughts weren't in vain.

oh - I guess i'd better touch on the subject of this post. So - ESPN often ruins my naps. I'll get home from work or class, and decide that exhaustion is not a fun feeling. I soon collapse on the love sac, and turn on the TV to keep me company until I can fall asleep. Channel 35 or 49 are usually the ones chosen. ESPN or FOXNews. . . either one of those channels will keep me from sleeping. Unless SportsCenter is on. SportsCenter will always put me to sleep. ya see, my bedroom growing up was located right next to the TV room. Every night my dad would watch, you guessed it: SportsCenter. For 18 years I would fall asleep to the top 10 highlights of the day, and so like pavlov's dog, I have been trained. All you have to do is turn on sportscenter and I'll be out like a light. However, if it's around the horn, It won't put me to sleep. I'll just sit there, wondering why and how someone would spend money on a show, and how that guys scoring system works. I've come to realize that there really is no reasoning to it. I think he just likes to push that button and see numbers appear. He gets the urge to see a number, and he pushes the button. It really has no reasoning behind it at all. I bet he's not even listening to the guys that are talking, I bet the Mute button is ALWAYs on! And he's using the button to count how bad he wants pizza or something! :)