The second I place a footstep in my house I am swarmed with a million questions from my mom about how my day was (she informed me that growing up her mom called her the “Why Child”). “How was your day?” “What is new?” “What did you have for lunch today?” “What do you have for homework?” These are all only a few of the million questions I am asked on the daily. Now don’t get me wrong I love my mom more than life itself, but if she were to minimize her questions to 3 a day I would be a happier girl. Another scenario that bothers me is on the court for volleyball practice. Out of my whole volleyball team I am the least experienced. But would you guess that after watching a practice? No, because you will never hear me …show more content…
Our teacher just spent 15 minutes sharing what our homework or assignment is. After that 15 minutes is up I understand what to do and I’m getting out my pencil ready to get it done. But wait here comes Suzie with so many questions she could write an essay. And yes this is the point where I get annoyed! I get it Suzie is confused, but I’m sorry you can call the teacher over on your own terms not when I’m trying to get my homework done before class is over. Well that is it. My rant is over I will no longer complain. I know these people are unlikely to change and they will keep asking their time consuming questions. And I will continue to sit back, with my mouth shut, and listen to what they have to say. This is not a matter that can be changed and I understand that, so I will try to teach myself how to have a better attitude about