liz2218

"John.  John.  John.  John."  John doesn't even look up from his laptop- he's ignoring me.  Still. "John.  John.  John.  John."  I'm behind his chair now, peering into his screen.  Obviously not important, I notice, and then continue my quest, so to speak.  John's gone and sworn to ignore me the rest of the day, but I want to see if he'll manage. I doubt it. Leaning closer, so that my mouth is only inches from his ear, I shout, "John!"   He jumps up and almost drops his laptop, then tossing it onto the chair he begins dancing around, smacking his ear.  Creating higher pressure on the already irritated area will only-  "Jesus, Sherlock, do