So I was working in the theater one day (which was my job) and then Bea walks up and starts yelling at me. That wasn't new since Bea spends a lot of her time yelling at people (who are we kidding, she's usually just yelling at me) but I realized something: I was bored. I had taken a twisted pride in pissing this girl off (I had to have something to do, you know) but I realized I had met my pissed off limit. And what exactly is a pissed off limit? Let me explain:

When you make a point to piss people off, there's a limit to the amount of enjoyment you can have. So when Bea yelled at me for the millionth time I reached mine. And once you reach that limit there is no going back, which is completely lame. After all, I'm not a cruel person who just pisses people off to make each other feel better. I only piss certain people off for my own enjoyment and if I was no longer enjoying it then there was absolutely no point to it all. And since I'm a teenaged boy I did what was expected of me: I quit.

Well, I didn't quit per say. I just said to myself "Noah, is there really any point to you being there everyday when Bea only yells at you?" and decided to talk to Mr. Daniels about it. He wasn't too happy about it but when I made up some excuse about schoolwork and stuff like that he agreed to let me do extra work during class to help my grade. I liked the whole system better since I got some free time and I didn't have some girl yelling at me all the time. Like I already have my mother for that, you know? Anyone else yelling at me is just overkill.