Don't say...it's over.
Sometimes I don't know what I've got til it's gone.
I love talkback radio (seriously, compulsively love it) and in the afternoons on the way home from work I always listen to one particular announcer who hosts the 'Drive' program from 3 - 6pm.
He has infuriated me with his over-announciation, deliberately perfect articulation and pervasive and unnecessary Sydney-Northshore pretentious carry-on. I have scoffed loudly alone in the car at the way he announciates "brochure" as if it's normal to say it as if we were all half french, thumped the steering-wheel at the posh long vowel way of saying 'brown' and his constant reference to his favourite posh inner city suburbs. I have literally hated every minute of it and let anyone that would listen know.
Then on my way home this afternoon, I found myself feeling disappointed that he wouldn't be doing the afternoon session owing to the end of his contract with the radio station.
I think sometimes it's comfortable to have things in my life that annoy me...I grow attached, wishing it would end and then it does....and it wasn't what I wanted after all.
August 6, 2008 at 7:01 AM
"I think sometimes it's comfortable to have things in my life that annoy me"
Hmmm... I think I'll regard that as a "green light" then!
August 6, 2008 at 4:09 PM
You already do.
August 6, 2008 at 4:22 PM
harsh! do you just like being annoyed for the fun of it? How did you cope when lawsy went off the airwaves?
August 6, 2008 at 4:53 PM
I didn't and I miss him too.