One afternoon I toured an art museum while waiting for my husband to finish a business meeting. I was looking forward to a quiet view of the art works. A young couple ahead of me chatted nonstop between themselves. I watched them a moment and decided the wife was doing all the talk. I admired the husband’s patience for her continuous talk. Distracted(ÐÄ·³ÒâÂÒµÄ) by their noise, I moved on. I met with them several times as I moved through the different rooms of art. Each time I heard her constant words, I moved away quickly.