A musical interlude

I've decided that I won't play on Sundays at the historic building. I've had enough of the character that won't stop talking. I hear voices so think we have visitors, so I sit there playing and playing, and waiting for them to appear. Of course they don't. I'm also sick and tired of the absolute shit he comes out with. It has reached the point where I am going to explode, so it's time to stop. I can't cope with all that noise when I've got more noise to cope with once I get home. Enough.