Wednesday

When I was a little kid and I would get upset with my parents, I used to run to my room and close the door, but after some time of realizing that I was suffering in solitary while my parents where perfectly fine sitting out in the living room, I would emerge back out from my room and make as much noise as possible. I did this because I wanted them to know I was miserable, and upset with them; I wanted them to be miserable too and I wanted the attention. As discussed by Dostoyevsky, people moan and complain about pains for attention and the want to be seen. Nobody sits alone in a room and moans because there is no ones attention to grab and no one to bring into the misery with you. This is also a justification for the narrators actions later on in the story, when he attempts to get the attention of the officer who continuously walks by him without even a glance. The narrator feels as though he is an insect that isn't even worth the notice so in order to get the officers attention (granted the narrator does overthink this a little too much) he attempts to bump into the officer. This goes to show that people will go to an obnoxious length of action just for someone to notice their presence.