The Constant Nag

Drip. Drip. Drip. Tick. Tick. Tick. Those who read know that of which the writer speaks. Those noises, those nags, those never ending continuum that never seem to stop. Repeat. Repeat. Repeat, the same phrase over and over, and say again, say again, say again the same request. There never seems to be an end of the consistent chime of the one who is a constant nag.

Those who defend say there is justification, “You never listen” they may say or “Why don't you respond the first time?” they might ask. Why certainly there is explanation for repeating oneself over and over and over again, right? Besides, are there not coffee cups out that give colorful cartoons about “Behind every nag is an every loving ewe.”, correct? One mustn't buck the coffee cup mantra now, right? Right? Right?

In fact, one is being quite Biblical when repeating the raging tones, aren't they? “A continual dropping in a very rainy day and a contentious woman are alike.”, and everyone knows how important it is to be Biblical, don't they? Don't they? Don't they? And perhaps for some even the repetitious writings of one who repeats, repeats, repeats still lack in understanding upon that which the writer chants, chants, chants. So here is a little help, those who are the recipients of those who nag, nag, nag are soon to become dull of hearing, and though the volume is increased, they only hear “Wah, wah, wah...wah, wah, wah, wah, wah, wah” as though they just tuned in to another episode of “Charlie Brown”. Until tomorrow...Why Say More?