Repeat yourself until their eyes bleed.
The fella's latest debate tactic is thinning my nerves badly. I called him to see if he wanted to meet up for lunch.
"Habibi, I'm going out to run some errands."
Okay. Now here I would like to blame my American directness for not GUESSING that was a "no" right away. So I ask him if he would like to meet outside of his store, maybe Roly Poly? I get a long, thoughtful pause. He likes Roly Poly...a LOT.
"Habibi, I'm going to run errands."
Right, got that. American people need to hear the word "No" sometimes apparently. I chalk this up to a language breakdown and persist.
"Maybe I'm gonna meet you then I'm gonna be late. I'm going to run some errands."
Literally we just talked circles around each other for more than ten minutes before I just gave up.
I'm feeling like I'm in a mental brick wall anyways today. Work's piling up faster than I can put it out, and lunch? Yeah I had no time for lunch.
Thinking of Pizza for dinner.
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