Not Everyone Can Do It as Good as Us

a: Omg. J is the worst gchatter ever. He types a sentence that's not a question, but that clearly has a follow up. Then pauses for 3 minutes like he's waiting for a reply or for you to say, "Go on." It drives me insane.

me: Oh, jesus.

a: And my venting is done. Scene.

me: You just have to brain dump with gchat.

a: Exactly. Let your fingers flow. This is what I've been waiting on for 4 minutes

J: What i was going to say. B heard that M rescheduled on me, so he and I went to lunch

me: And?

me: HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAa

a: I mean, seriously? The sentence before his first was, "There's another wrinkle ..." And it took him 2 minutes to type that next sentence.

me: WTF? Why the face!??!?!?

a: EGGS-ACTLY. Sigh. My cramps are making me short-fused.

me: Oh man, I had some killer ones on Friday.

a: My uterus has been screaming for 16 hours. Aaaaaaand i just shut J's window down. I can't be bothered with that.

me: I just snorted.

a: Nice.