The Book of Randomness and Nonsense: drafts of mine

:Day 3

September 25, 2018

Prompt: One of those days where every little thing irritates you.

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I sat at the table by the window grinding my teeth and trying not to rip my hair out. I sat in the corner, my usual quiet spot, so I could focus on my work. And I was doing fine, until that guy moved into the table behind me.
   Usually, I'm very good at blocking out the rest of the world but some reason, today, everything is getting on my nerves.
   I stared down at the table in front of me, trying to close the outer doors of my mind. But all I could focus on was the sound of his nasally voice as he talked into his phone while chewing his food. And when he laughed so obnoxiously that it echoed through the entire room, I seriously considered throwing me drink at him.
   My rage is on a hair trigger. Just a little bit more pressure, and I am gonna lose it. Something very bad is bound to happen when that time comes. Maybe not as bad as an atomic bomb, but definitely close. At least as far as human explosions go.

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Stupid. I know.

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