Rou

My mind is ringing. My brain is pleading for relief. My psyche is screaming for surrender.

There are limits to how far a person can be pushed. And right now, my heels are on the precipice. My limit is here. My limit is now.

For 6 full hours now, that’s 360 minutes, non-stop, I’ve been listening to a single song playing over and over and over again. It’s not a good song. Smack That by Akon. It’s even more “not good” after say, and this is purely a hypothetical example, six hours of unrelenting, ceaseless repetition. It’s about 3:30 long. So call it… 100 or times now. Give or take.

This mental torture is being inflicted on me by the guy next to me. He’s got his headphones on, as required by policy, but has them turned up so loud I can hear the entire song clearly from 5 feet away. They’re even full closure headphones. I secretly suspect that he’s deaf. There is no other explanation for listening to a single song for six hours, particularly at the decibel level of jet engines.

Kill me. Please!!!