I don’t care if you’re not impressed but I do care what he thinks

The sequence of events are always the same. Jill Y somehow expects me to behave all 'normal' and 'mature' and 'non stupid' but I'm none of those things, never will be and wouldn’t even know where to begin. I've come to terms with being a complete and utter disappointment to her and have learned how to drown out the constant whinging and nagging by pretending to listen to her. During these moments, I try to figure out how magnets work and get so confused that I can't hear a word she's screaming. She’s under the illusion that she just has to shoot me a look of disgust and that I’ll behave myself. This of course couldn’t be further from the truth but in the same way as I’ve learned to live with her, she’s recently learned how to let me know I’ve been a bold little mocker: