My Boiling Point

I snapped today.

I'm usually the nicest guy at work: I don't gossip, I pretend to like everyone, and I'll make small talk. If someone at work doesn't like me, it would most likely be because I sing and am a goofball.

There is this older gentleman from Brazil that I work with who always asks the dumbest questions. If he's not asking a stupid question, he's telling a idiotic story that is similar to that kid in my various college classes that always tell personal stories that are uninteresting.

As he was asking a question, I was going nuts! When his question was answered, he kept on talking... and that's when I couldn't take it anymore.

My hand hit the table. SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! "You need to shut up! Let's move on!"

You could hear a pin drop.

But he did shut up.