This one time...

Let me premise this post with, I know I talk a lot, I like to talk, I seem to have a story for everything, and yes it even bugs me sometimes. With all my talk talk, I do listen! Actually I like to believe that I'm a good listener, and I retain what's been told to me (you never know when you might be quizzed or it comes back and bites you in the ass!). 

There are times when I have a funny story, anecdote, or just had a bad day and I need to vent. If that's the case; do NOT interrupt me! Usually, (for the most part) I just want 5 minutes of "me" time, where the spotlight gets to be on me. I'm not sure where it stems from (the "me" time), but it really irritates me when I'm interrupted. It makes one feel like their not important. Most times when the other party is done talking and say "oh go on" I've either forgotten my story, or I refuse to tell it as I know I'll just be interrupted again.

Maybe this is why I got a dog; although you know what, he interrupts me too (or walks away, which let's face it, that's worse)! I guess sometimes you just can't win!