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Thursday, June 24, 2010

I Don't Appreciate Rudeness

I just don't enjoy rudeness of any sort. Just rudeness in general, but also the act of IGNORING SOMEONE. Which is just highly rude.

This happened to me a few times today.

A minor incident was one of those awkward moments when you see someone you don't talk to from your school OUTSIDE of school. Everyone must recall a moment such as this one, right? The moment when your eyes meet... The surprise, the shock, the utter uncomfortable-ness? Obviously in this moment, it's nice to greet the other person. OBVIOUSLY. Just, ya know, common knowledge and proper ettiquette. Yet, this girl just completely ignored me when I said a tentatively friendly, "Hello!" Rude-o-meter (from 1-10, 1 being the lowest): 6

Another moment? When I was trying to get one of my teachers to sign a petition for something. She just completely ignored me even though we were the only ones in the hallway. Maybe she is hard of hearing? Maybe she is mad at me for not getting her an end-of-the-year present? Rude-o-meter: 5

Finally, the moment to top all moments! Those of you who have been in a relationship know the awkwardness between an ex. Heck, even if you haven't experienced this yourself, you can probably imagine it! Picture if you will: I, along with four other of my band friends, were in the bandroom for 6th, 7th, and 8th periods. There we were, helping the band teacher (who is, by the way, the best teacher EVER) clean the room and prepare it for next year. Enter ex-boyfriend and his best girl friend. AWKWARD. Being the kind person I am, I brightly exclaim, "Hi!" along with my friends. His best girl friend (who all my friends suspect of liking my ex) says hi, even to me. Oh yes. But the ex... He says hi to everyone BUT me. I am totally ignored when I say something to him later as well. Ironic, isn't it, that the night before, I was the one who told him that the band teacher would be present. That I would be present as well. Yes, he responded the night before on a text, yet apparently is too chicken to talk to me face to face. Rude? Very. Rude-o-meter: 9

If anybody reads this blog besides myself and (occasionally) TheSillyObserver, I welcome you to share a rude moment and rating it. Sometimes, it feels better to vent it out.

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