Don't You Love It When

...you're simply strolling along and out of nowhere comes Someone Serious D. I happened to see your leg out from behind the corner, and sir you sound pretty upset; it's now rather inevitable I'll be droppin' some eaves: "I just feel like, you don't depend on me like you should depend..."at this point I'm focusing on holding my laughs, because you'd hear me. Dude you're in the middle of the hallway? About to cry?
Um, sorry. Maybe you should have actually made the effort to go to this independent person's house.
Needless to say, I decided to take the same route back from the laundry... and five minutes later, still about to cry: "well if you can't understand that then its never gonna be you and me." Talk about this timing. I pictured a door slamming into your confused face. I don't know what you're doing with your life, out in the open, loudly upset for everyone walking around to hear. What's going on? Caught in the rain I guess, Someone Serious D.