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Random people IMing me who haven't gotten the clue last time I didn't want to talk to them annoy me.

Spelling (correct) is key to my remaining not pissed off. Native speakers of English have no excuse. Non-native speakers of English often have more precisely correct English than native speakers; if one is a non-native speaker of English and knows one's command of the language is poor, a simple mention of this in the header of one's remarks will turn a snarling bitchy Lunatic into a polite and informative Lunatic (as the number of languages I speak and write with any degree of fluency I can count on my tongue, and I have great respect for those who have mastered a second language to any degree of being able to communicate in it).

Getting hurt and defensive if I don't respond is not a way to make me want to talk with you, again, ever.

Getting hurt, defensive, and huffy if I indicate my unwillingness to converse is not a way to make me want to continue the conversation.
Gone away, gone ahead,
Echoes roll unanswered.
Empty, open, dusty, dead.
Why have all the Weyrfolk fled?

Where have dragons gone together
Leaving weyrs to wind and weather,
Setting herdbeasts free of tether;
Gone, our safeguards, gone, but whither?

Have they flown to some new weyr
Where cruel Threads some others fear?
Are they worlds away from here?
Why, oh why the empty weyr?

-- "The Question Song", Anne McCaffrey
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