Tedious

This is me in conversation with my roomie. A little introduction to our cooking system: we are four guys in an apartment, and each has to cook dinner in turn, so once in 4 days everyone would have cooked once. This was one of those evenings when my Roomie "Rai" is cooking, and I enter the house, a little anxious to go somewhere after eating the food. Because I needed to leave soon, I ask him:

Me: Do you know when the food will be ready?
Rai: The food is getting cooked now.
Me: mmmm.... You did not answer my question. I want to know "when"... like the time.
Rai: Minutes.
(By now Rai is feeling like... I dont have to answer your questions. Go kill yourself man...)
Me: Dude, "Minute" is a unit of time. I want to know like 2 minutes, 5 minutes, 30 minutes. Do you mean a few minutes ?
Rai: Yeah. (probably wishes me off the face of the planet)

I was afraid of this, but I believe I have become a tedious collection of painful characteristics. Hmmm... not exactly a likeable character set.