Long ago, I was having a lighthearted argument with my roommate and another friend. Eventually, I found myself feeling fed up, and I moved toward the front door in a semi-annoyed attempt to exit the apartment.
By the time I’d gotten there, the two of them had stood up and were jokingly blocking me from leaving. What followed was 40 minutes of me crying on my bedroom floor, with two very bewildered friends.
It felt like a classic TV scene where a character overreacts so massively it’s obvious to everyone but them that their response is not about whatever just happened.Read more on themighty.com