This is an urge I often have to resist myself. My general understanding of it is my sometimes obsessive urge to be ‘funny.’ And while knocking something out of someone’s hand isn’t funny to me (the knocker) or you (the knockee) it is funny to the completely fictional “audience at home” who is watching my life with cheers and jibes.

The problem is that there is no audience at home. It’s just me, you and the void (and maybe God, but I doubt he enjoys watching me be a jerk for no reason.) So I’m left with the knowledge that I could slap something out of your hand for perfect comic effect and there would be no benefit, only bad feelings.

..and I still want to do it…