So Pam

I wish you would stop asking so many questions. And twenty of them come within the first couple seconds I wake up. Calm the hell out. Leave me alone for a bit. I know you noticed I wasn't happy today, you asked me, naturally. You KEPT asking me, actually. It's funny too the way dad can come in in the morning and be as quiet as a mouse while making coffee and then you come in and it sounds like a goddamn bull in a china shop. Inconsiderate sometimes I take it. You're sweet as pie sometimes, Pam but really... think for a second before you slam the fridge door, or drop a plate onto the table, or start whistling and speaking like you're on stage. Someone is sleeping on the couch, probably dreaming of a nicer vacation than the one shes actually having.