Here's your hat, what's your hurry?
or; how do you kick out unwelcome guests?
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Here's the deal. Yesterday, a group of young single adults from my church went tubing up in the hills. It was a blast, and afterwards, we decided to go to my house and watch a movie.
Me and the people who were in my car were coming, and my friend Adam was also going to come. He ran home to get the movie we were going to watch, and got stuck bringing his annoying sixteen year old cousins along.
No harm, no foul. These sorts of things happen. I was fine with the whole thing. We watched the movie; it was funny. We sat around and were talking afterwards, and it was okay. I kept reminding people to not be too loud, because we had people sleeping in the next room over.
Suddenly, these cousins (who think they can sing or something, and try to sing celtic tunes with a fake scottish accent, and the whole thing just becomes ridiculous) start singing their repertoire of pointless music.
Then the musical sing-along started. Suddenly, I'm hearing cacophonous renditions of Wicked . . . not the best sitch in the world, if ya catch my drift.
I remind them that the PCU's are asleep in the next room over, and they keep on singing.
I didn't want to seem like a jerk, so I didn't want to say, "Okay, that's good, catch ya all later." You know the old phrase, "Here's your hat, what's your hurry?"
But I really wanted these cousins to leave. I continued to drop lines about my sleeping family, my need to get a lil' shut-eye myself, etc.
And the sing along continued.
Oh well. Eventually, when my friends decided it was late enough to go, the annoying cousins decided to make their segue way as well.
Thank heavens.
It was fun having people over, but I'm glad the cousins were just here visiting for the weekend and they're not permanent additions to the area.
Oh well. Whatever.
Me and the people who were in my car were coming, and my friend Adam was also going to come. He ran home to get the movie we were going to watch, and got stuck bringing his annoying sixteen year old cousins along.
No harm, no foul. These sorts of things happen. I was fine with the whole thing. We watched the movie; it was funny. We sat around and were talking afterwards, and it was okay. I kept reminding people to not be too loud, because we had people sleeping in the next room over.
Suddenly, these cousins (who think they can sing or something, and try to sing celtic tunes with a fake scottish accent, and the whole thing just becomes ridiculous) start singing their repertoire of pointless music.
Then the musical sing-along started. Suddenly, I'm hearing cacophonous renditions of Wicked . . . not the best sitch in the world, if ya catch my drift.
I remind them that the PCU's are asleep in the next room over, and they keep on singing.
I didn't want to seem like a jerk, so I didn't want to say, "Okay, that's good, catch ya all later." You know the old phrase, "Here's your hat, what's your hurry?"
But I really wanted these cousins to leave. I continued to drop lines about my sleeping family, my need to get a lil' shut-eye myself, etc.
And the sing along continued.
Oh well. Eventually, when my friends decided it was late enough to go, the annoying cousins decided to make their segue way as well.
Thank heavens.
It was fun having people over, but I'm glad the cousins were just here visiting for the weekend and they're not permanent additions to the area.
Oh well. Whatever.
