Re: tap, tap, tap...
I was in Iraq for a year and sat a desk in a hospital. Since I was "administration", my job was to listen to complaints and get supplies in for the staff. I had a HQ pad and a couple of 5A's. One particular individual used to bug the crap out of me, spent a good deal of my day yelling at the lass, it was good exercise. But then I started doing Single Paradiddles when she would talk. I would listen politely and LRLL RLRR LRLL RLRR. She would talk for 20 minutes, seemingly without breathing and I would listen, nod my head, make eye contact....
Have no idea what she said, I would just drum, smile and appear to listen.
"I said, "I'm crazy ma, help me." She said, "I know how it feels son, 'Cause it runs in the family."