neurotypes; cw: grrr
I really wish there were a polite, universally accept shorthand for "I'm trying to concentrate on something, so kindly fuck right off."
Did laundry for Peg and me today, and she had two bundles of clothes that needed to be air-dried. She went over the drying instructions with me like four times, and I had already sorted them away from the other laundry in the cart...
...when the fucking dryer's coinslot jammed. And then the attendant tried to argue with me, because apparently the display says "$1.00" when the cost is actually "$1.25," and he just... kinda assumed that the most common error was the error that was happening. (Also a HUGE pet peeve of mine.)
After like five minutes of trying to get through to him, I finally got him to come LOOK AT THE FUCKING COINSLOT, WHICH HAD TWO QUARTERS VISIBLY WEDGED IN IT. He gave me a half-assed apology... then hung around breathing down my neck until I had loaded up all the laundry, giving me "helpful advice" I did not need about HOW FUCKING DRYERS WORK.
I was so distracted by his chattering, guess what I loaded straight in to the dryers without noticing? I'm just so pissed. This has happened to me so fucking many times before. If you want me to do something right, FUCK OFF AND LET ME FUCKING DO IT.
Used to happen in my college fraternity, too. (Yeah, fraternity. Long story. Short version is that our house chaplain had a 12' long handmade dragon plushie named "Snowdrop." We... weren't entirely like the other lads. :p )
Mostly baby techies, they were, and they just loved to come up and lecture me about how to solve the "problems" they were ACTIVELY CREATING by watching me work and distracting the fuck out of me.
Get me a fucking cabin and a shotgun. I don't want to talk to anyone but Peggy in person for, like, the next month. >_<