The other night I was in the presence of someone who rubs me the wrong way for various reasons. I'm convinced that other people feel the same way about him. How could they not? But as I was complaing about him in my head I had a new thought. I am not the authority on who is annoying and who isn't, and maybe while I'm sitting there thinking bad thoughts about him, someone else is sitting there thinking bad thoughts about me. Maybe I'm their annoying person. A series of haiku was called for. Okay, not really but it seemed like a fun way to write about it.
He irritates me
Arrogance personified
Please, please stop talking
Do you feel the same?
You must! He's so bothersome.
Surely you agree
Wait! You don't agree?
You find me irritating?
Oh. This is awkward.
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