Don’t Lecture Me

I try to love my brother. However, he is a bit of a idiot sometimes. In particular when he talks down to me. I don’t recall signing up for your TED talk, dude, so why are you giving me the video lecture?

He talks on and on, about whatever, going into deep detail, covering aspects of the thing he is talking about that I am already familiar with. It’s tedious, and it’s rude.

Nothing is more insulting to me than when people, and in this case, my brother, disregard my intelligence and level of comprehension. Don’t talk to me like I am stupid. Don’t give me the lecture you give your idiot coworkers.

Dude, I guarantee that even though I am still working on my degree, I am much smarter than you. You are wasting precious hours of my life! Worse, any attempts I make to prod him to get to the point, only help to create a time opportunity for him to begin a dissertation on yet some other long-winded subject.

What did I do to deserve this cruel and unusual punishment?