Previously on The Trouble with Máirtín: I was approached and incensed thrice by the Christian.
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Currently on The Trouble with Máirtín... [Fade in]
I was nearing the end of my morning meditation. Nice. And. Relaxed.
The door nearest to me opens. A bespectacled smiling head appears. Armed with a pamphlet, her opening words were: "Hi. I have not seen you in a while... I'm sorry I should introduce myself my name is XXXXXX.ii What is your name?"
My thoughts in order:
"Ah. Another archeriii"
"Why the hell is she talking to-"
"Oh, it's her."
"......"
Within scant seconds of the Christian's appearance I experienced a rollercoaster of emotions. By the time she had asked my name I had settled on inexpressible annoyance.
"I don't want to talk to you."
Still smiling she said,"OK", turned tail and left. I was very surprised by how easily that went.
Nonetheless, I was rather agitated after she left. My meditation buzz had been wrecked, so I still have a ways to go before I am unperturbable.
Mairtin's Monologue
It occurs to me, much like when classic movie trilogies get other films tacked on to them,iv that the latest addition is lame; Anticlimactic. And just seems to cash in on the success of its predecessors.
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iiI am not protecting her identity, by the time she got to saying her name all I could hear was white noise, owing to how annoyed I felt seeing her again.
iiiI was sharing the hall space with a guy from archery at the time
ivIndiana Jones, Die Hard and Star Wars are the only ones that come to mind at the moment- In fairness, Die Hard 4 was not that bad, just not on par with what came before.
At least she left you alone when you told her, maybe your Blue Steel scared her off....
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ReplyDeleteLeft me alone *this* time. Last time, I told her never to come near me again. In no uncertain terms. Boils. My. Blood.