Bored Stiff

I'm sure we've all endured those times when all you want to do is escape the sheer boredom of the conversation you are trapped in but circumstance or etiquette do not allow.
-Be it the office meeting divulging corporate strategy and its relation to current market trends
-The braai companion who has recently made their debut as parent and feels the need to share each little moment and soiled nappy they have experience thus far
-The passenger in seat 15E who attempts to overcome their fear of flying be maintaining a constant chatter with you, the prisoner in 15F
-The drunk sod spilling his lifes ambitions and consistant disappointments while you attempt to quietly sip your whiskey and unwind from the day.

Sometimes there's just no escape, you wish your phone would ring or someone would set the place on fire, anything just to make the torture end.

I think that this is one of lifes little lessons, an exercise in patience, restraint and a practical lesson in meditative comtemplation of 'shut the fuck up'