Observation #23: Talking Too Much

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Have you ever run into somebody you know who just talks too much? You know, those semi-quasi-partially-casually-friendly acquaintances you kinda know who just don’t know when to stop talking? I think we all have.

Isn’t it annoying?

So that happened to me just the other day. There I was, mostly minding my own buzziness, when this little bee named Buzzly (who lives with his Step-Aunt in the Hive) came buzzing up to me and started talking to me like he hadn’t seen me since Queen Jemima’s Post-Inaugural Fizzy Nectar Reception and Mandatory New Leadership Orientation Seminar - and that was an amazingly long time ago. (I think we’ve gone through several Queens since her Reign, but right now, I can’t remember who any of them were.)

“What’s up?” I shouldn’t have asked him, as he smiled at me.

“Funny you should ask,” he said, then he proceeded to buzz on and on for something like an hour and 43 minutes about way, way too many different and Highly Personal Topics beefore he finally stopped and said, “I thought you were dead. I haven’t seen you around for such a very long time.”

How rude is that?

“No, I’m not dead,” I said. “I’ve just been doing a lot of Binge-Watching.”

Of course, that just got him started on the fact that he had also been Binge-Watching the first Season of “The Misadventures of Bimini Fatswaggle: A Tale of Woe”, and how excited he was that they have a character with the same name as his, and how wasn’t it sad that Bimini had refused to heed his, Buzzly’s, advice about not running off to War to avoid facing up to his Terrible Crime, but that if Zelda, Bimini’s Niece, managed to get the Letter to him through the Underground Resistance, maybee he’d change his mind, or not.”

“I dunno,” I said. “I haven’t seen that Episode yet, but that I was sure that the Writers have it all figured out already, probably”, then I told him that he should have a Nice Day.
(My feet were hurting from standing there like that, and I needed to move and go somewhere else but not there.)

“So you should watch that Episode,” Buzzly told me, “and then we should get together for Nectar and talk about it.”

“Well, I…it’s…but, uh, you see I think, uh…” I tried to get out of that.

“Well good. You watch that tonight, and we’ll get together tomorrow over Nectar and that’ll bee great,” he interrupted me. “Okay then.”

Then he just kind of disappeared back into the Hive.

Geeeeeeze.

Of course, I can’t make it tomorrow. First off, tonight, I hafta go to a Meeting of my Hyper-Chronic Awareness of Personal Deficiencies Support Group, which means I’m gonna bee up late, which means I won’t bee getting much sleep and that I’ll already bee tired by the time tomorrow gets here. That’s when the Snark Brothers Window Company is coming over to replace my windows, again. They said they’d bee showing up sometime beetween 6 a.m. and 5:15 p.m., and that they’d call when they’re on their way, or if they can’t make it for some reason. I’m absolutely sure they’ll bee right on time. Hopefully, I won’t fall asleep and miss them, like I did last time. I’m sure I won’t.

Anyway, I can’t leave. I have to stay at home tomorrow, awake, and that’s all there is to that.

I just hope Buzzly doesn’t try to come looking for me, or show up here at my Shoebox. I think, just in case, I need to make a “Please, unless you’re here to repair my windows, do not under any circumstances whatsoever disturb me. Thank You.”-sign.

SO I’m gonna go do that. 

Let’s all remember to bee Highly Careful out there!

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