As I sat in the coffee shop today, I overheard three guys sitting across from me, studying for the bar exam – loudly.
At first it was extremely annoying and distracting, but then I became interested in their legal mumbo-jumbo.
“So gentlemen,” I interrupted them, “what does all of this mean in layman’s terms?”
“Oh we’re just studying for our bar exam,” one of them replied and they carried on with their studying.
“So gentlemen,” I interrupted again, “if my dog bit my neighbor and drew blood, but the saliva of my dog cured my neighbor’s chicken pox, would he have a case to sue me?”
“We don’t know,” they replied, annoyed and went back to studying.
“So gentlemen,” I interrupted again, “let’s say this guy is walking down the street and he trips over the sidewalk in front of my house, would he have a case against me?”
“Yes,” another of them replied, “now if you don’t mind…”
“That’s wrong!” I cut him off, “there is no sidewalk in front of my house. That bar exam is going to eat you alive.”
I’m going to try something like this the next time I’m subjected to rude, overly loud people in the coffee shop……so, you know, tomorrow.
I’m very interested to hear what happens. Please keep me informed.
It has to go better than my usual approach, which is to wear headphones and turn the music up. If I can hear someone **over** my own music, I will politely ask them to keep it down. I don’t think I’ve ever had someone NOT get pissed at me for doing that. Ever. Especially if it’s a man. And yet, I feel driven by the principle of the matter that I shouldn’t be subjected to listening to someone else’s overly-intrusive conversation. Where is Larry David when you need him?
The Larry David situation would likely begin with you walking over with a crappy smile on your face saying “excuse me. I couldn’t help but notice,you’re talking louder than my headphones, which are at full blast by the way…” Another option would be to use actual speakers instead of headphones.
Ha! That’s exactly what Larry would say. I love that man.
The only bar exams I take are administered by a gentleman named Jameson and are concluded with a serving of strange food concoctions that are surprisingly delicious. However, I suppose I haven’t passed yet because they keep making me take it every weekend.
Hmm, have you tried sessions with Jameson gentleman during the week?
Not if I expect to be at my day job in the mornings.