I had a bit of a stuttering fit on the metro to work this morning. I was talking with a co-worker and another lady who works in the same building but not with us, and I just started tripping over words. Neither of them cared, as expected, but it still struck me as odd as it hasn’t happened for a long while now.
I’m blaming this one on George RR Martin. Neither of them watch Game of Thrones, although they have both heard so much about it. Neither of them will watch the episode that just aired so I was going in to great detail to explain to them what happened (Spoiler Alert – There will be no spoilers here). And I was so pumped by what I watched, my speech grew faster, my arm gestures more elaborate, and the words didn’t want to work as well as my brain was. Classic scenario unfortunately.
Since arriving at work though, the stutter has disappeared again. Mind you, I’m not talking about Game of Thrones, but I am talking about the hockey playoffs, baseball, the upcoming World Cup, and my impending (August) vacation to South Africa!!! All of these topics on their own would be enough to get my brain working faster than my lips. Add them together and I shouldn’t be able to say a word. But I can.
I’m left with a simple conclusion: George RR Martin is bad.