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I was telling my mother more about cycling and she hung up on me. This is the woman who sat through junior high band concerts for me. To make her walk out of a conversation takes. Um.

Something fairly annoying, I'd say.

Or, perhaps, someone fairly annoying. Like me, for example.

Fortunately, she's my mother, she can't hide forever, and I can finish what I was saying when she gives in and calls back.

I WIN AT STUBBORN!