21 April 2016: Annoying People and Overcrowding
You probably know some person(s) who, for some reason, just could not stop bothering you.
I surely do --- this guy is probably 4-7 years younger than me; I was at my after-school learning program that shall remain unnamed and I was trying to do my work in waiting room.
{Digression: I understand that kids are not supposed to do classwork in waiting rooms, but I did on a mostly regular basis because there are few people to help me inside and I might be punished for consequently "assisting myself" with solutions and there is more social opportunity outside. I only went inside to turn in my worksheets or because waiting room is dull/classroom is not crowded (desk to myself) but not close to empty (otherwise I may be caught).}
At first, this kid just kept saying "hi" repeatedly, which was typical, so I just kept on talking with my friend-acquaintance. Then, she went to call her parents and this person read our names off our bag labels, made fun of her name and "Reading Rocks" pins (which she had because she liked pins, not reading) and somehow thought my name was pronounced "Shell-Mac", which is wrong.
Things got even more ridiculous.
I continued my drudgery when I heard "I loving you," ... repeatedly. Huh? That seems creepy on a few levels.
I subsequently receive compliments on my appearance: "You are beautiful, pretty, and cute."
What kind of terrible pickup line --- if that was what it was --- is that? Redundancy is not actually that flattering.
My response: "I am not actually concerned with my appearance." and paraphrases [tripled].
I finish my pages and turn them in, then exit to run through building complex, thinking of a response: "You like [people of 'my often assumed gender'], right? Well, I apologize, but I am not actually a [person of 'my often assumed gender']."
No need for it, though. Maybe I will use it to mess with someone else.
Obviously, if there was a reason, I probably would not have minded as much. However, it seems as if he is truly that immature.
Another funny incident that day ---
I met a different friend at same place, who told me that my mom picked her up from our school. What?
Later, on that aforementioned run, I meet her mom who says she would have raced me if she were not wearing wedges, going on to converse with me about school for a few minutes.
(My friend was taking a long time on her classwork, so her mom was waiting outside, which I would have told her, but then thought better not to.)
Then I decided to take a walk and look at an apartment complex that will soon be filled with people, further exacerbating our crowded suburb.
My mom told me that my friend's mom was stuck in traffic for 90 minutes while going nowhere.
Why do people waste money on jacking up roads and making houses? Inconvenience is lucrative.
Fri July 1st 2016 UPDATE: I am making short satire about construction to note problems with overconstruction and I hope some people find this blog and like that story.
At first, this kid just kept saying "hi" repeatedly, which was typical, so I just kept on talking with my friend-acquaintance. Then, she went to call her parents and this person read our names off our bag labels, made fun of her name and "Reading Rocks" pins (which she had because she liked pins, not reading) and somehow thought my name was pronounced "Shell-Mac", which is wrong.
Things got even more ridiculous.
I continued my drudgery when I heard "I loving you," ... repeatedly. Huh? That seems creepy on a few levels.
I subsequently receive compliments on my appearance: "You are beautiful, pretty, and cute."
What kind of terrible pickup line --- if that was what it was --- is that? Redundancy is not actually that flattering.
My response: "I am not actually concerned with my appearance." and paraphrases [tripled].
I finish my pages and turn them in, then exit to run through building complex, thinking of a response: "You like [people of 'my often assumed gender'], right? Well, I apologize, but I am not actually a [person of 'my often assumed gender']."
No need for it, though. Maybe I will use it to mess with someone else.
Obviously, if there was a reason, I probably would not have minded as much. However, it seems as if he is truly that immature.
Another funny incident that day ---
I met a different friend at same place, who told me that my mom picked her up from our school. What?
Later, on that aforementioned run, I meet her mom who says she would have raced me if she were not wearing wedges, going on to converse with me about school for a few minutes.
(My friend was taking a long time on her classwork, so her mom was waiting outside, which I would have told her, but then thought better not to.)
My mom told me that my friend's mom was stuck in traffic for 90 minutes while going nowhere.
Why do people waste money on jacking up roads and making houses? Inconvenience is lucrative.
Fri July 1st 2016 UPDATE: I am making short satire about construction to note problems with overconstruction and I hope some people find this blog and like that story.
0 comments :
Post a Comment