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As an examination commences, a dim-witted juvenile questions, “Mr. Teacher, where do I write the answer?” And I try to control myself from not screaming at the kid as my shoulders get tense and my mouth tickles with a great desire to yell at the adolescent. Back in the day, people went about their business, working efficiently and finding the answers to their problems without constantly tapping the shoulder of the person next to them for help with trivial matters. Yes, this is what it has come to folks, people asking the most despicable yet so extremely obvious and most infuriating questions to confirm that they grasp the simple concept of the McDonald’s drive thru or the idea of where to place the dollar bill in the vending machine. I am aware we all have our different ideas about just how unnecessary some questions are, and rate them on different scales of stupidity based on who you personally are, but I draw the line at some point, and those who cross it are now on my nerves… Classic example: Last year, Social Studies class. A young “person” who I will not distinguish as either boy or girl had a question. On a one page test, ten minutes after it had been handed out and had started, the child asks, “Can I write on the test?” Are you kidding me?? No, write the answer in the middle of the air or better yet, think of it in your head and the teacher will read your mind! In this case, a simple, “hmm, maybe I should think before I ask this” would’ve stopped said person from asking said question and therefore stopped any disturbance to the learning process. From that point on, nobody was in the same “flow” they were while taking the test. You may believe it is bizarre that I find it exasperatingly irritating when individuals ask brainless questions but nothing aggravates me more. In fact, if you think about it, stupid questions are much like those people who pierce you ears by sharpening their pencil in the middle of class or rudely getting interrupted by the echoing ring of a fire alarm as well as the fire drill that follows it… it just isn’t the same afterwards. So, those of you who find it utterly imperative, crucial, and urgent to inquire about which came first, the chicken or the egg, please do us all a gesture of kindness and stop your over excessive and completely pointless verbiage. In other words, put a sock in it and save yourself and the people around you from wasting their time and energy on such minuscule matters. And if you think I’m just joking, don’t, because believe me the next time in Social Studies class a kid asks some completely unneeded question that makes the people around him/her groan with impatience, I will speak up, and it will not be pretty.