Jami Says, "Stop Finishing My . . ."

Sandwiches! (anyone get the pop culture reference?) While Ugly Betty may not want to use her blog to vent about petty frustrations, I use it for that among other things. Today's topic, Sentence Enders. In annoying conversation participants, they edge out (but just barely) the people that mouth the words you are saying. Sentence Enders are those people who insist in joining you for the last few words of each sentence, as though it's the chorus to a song. I find this so obnoxious that I often fantasize about adding "Gorilla, peanut butter, head lice!!" to the end of my thoughts. Look, I know that there are times when the end of the sentence is obvious. That doesn't constitute an invitation for a group sing-a-long. You wait for your turn and say whatever you want. We're not bonding; you're causing me to consider faking a sudden laryngitis onset so I can end our conversation, even if I like you. Thank you.