What?
I can’t hear you with my headphones on.
Yes, you are supposed to tell I’m wearing them. They are wireless and covered by my hair, after all.
I’m not quiet, I’m just far away.
I’m hoping you’ll go away and leave me in peace.
…
I had the microphone volume turned off.
In parochial school you learned to sneak them out if you didn’t want to get hit by a nun.
I’m hoping you’ll shut up and am trying to lead by example. Why won’t you take the hint?
[Golf claps politely]
I’m a shy dude. I don’t talk much around people I don’t know, but I’m a real chatterbox around friends and family.
I am reading the Straight Dope on my phone.
Now that you have my attention, what do you want to talk about?
Oh, I’m not particularly shy. I’m just thinking about something more interesting than what you’re talking about.
Oh, God, are you still talking?