For me it was the kid next door screaming at her mum. Went soft as a wet noodle.
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It would be a lot more troubling if screaming kids didn’t make you soft.
We were just getting into it when we had someone collapse on the footpath outside our house, he was unable to walk and was calling for help. We had to go perform first aid and call an ambulance. Didn’t feel like fucking after that.
GF’s mom slamming her car door out front.
The dog got on the bed and licked my butt. Ruined the evening as we couldn’t stop laughing.
I once had a son when i came to early when my bed riser fell over. The bed completely tilted to one corner and the jolt just did it.
My 5 year old tapping on the door and asking if he can play too.
Oh, no, am I on Reddit again?
Her dog.
The dog and the cat came in at the mid point and sat down next to the bed and watched us like we were an episode of Wild Animal Kingdom and it was a mating scene, I swear to god the cat looked amused. I could no longer concentrate.
Yes, one of the children woke up.
I don’t think that reads the way you think that reads…
Hm ok, English is not my first language but what I meant is that they started making noise in the living room and we had to stop.
It reads correctly, unless you have a demented mind.
As @[email protected] said, you weren’t wrong in how you phrased it.
But it can have two very different meanings lol.
Yep, broken concentration fucks me up completely.
I had an ex that would literally pout about this. Talk about not being a team player
Gunshots. Hard to stay hard wondering if you’re about to acquire some new holes, but I guess it depends on your kinks.
Fuck that. Warzone roleplay. You’re a spec ops soldier and you’re partner is that little camping ass mf’s parental figure.
I’d hurry things along instead. If I’m gonna die I at least want to finish first.
So… Would it have made it better or worse if she was yelling for her dad instead? 🤣
Tl:dr Discovered I have a phobia for sleight-of-hand magicians and it ruined the most romantic opportunity of my life.
I booked an expensive, bougie hotel room for me and my (at the time) boyfriend, and we were planning on a wild night. He asked me to leave the room for an hour for him to prepare, so I went to the hotel bar for a drink. A guy approached me to bum a cig and began doing random magic tricks - pulling cards out of nowhere, making things appear in my pocket, and making ashes appear in my palm. I’m not sure why, but I absolutely panicked - it felt so violating to think that he was in my pockets and making things happen to my body without my knowledge or consent.
I ended up in a full blown panic attack and rushed back to the room. My partner was fully ready for an amazing romantic encounter, with rose petals and champagne and everything. I ended up just hyperventilating and ranting about scary magicians then fell asleep. I felt so bad that I ruined the night. I still get anxiety when I see magic tricks.
Huh. I’ve never seen much slight of hand magic in person, and until now I wouldn’t have thought that would be my reaction. But I can totally see a 1-on-1 close up performance like that feeling very invasive.
That’s fascinating. I can totally understand your phobia (not that I feel it but it makes complete sense).
ADHD
Every time
I feel for you. On the same boat.
You poor bastard
