A lot of situations are leaving me flabbergasted lately. I’d have pinch myself and try to decide if that really just happened or if she really just said that.
Some nobody in my year decided to try to start picking on me this year, being the mature person that I think I am, I decided to laugh off all the silly encounters she tries so hard to arrange. But how exactly are you supposed to react, when a a 17-year-old freaky-geeky-life-needy girl, stops a few steps ahead of you, points, whispers to her friend and bursts out laughing, acting complelty oblivious to the fact that you were looking right at her?
Or how are you expected to react, when one of your slly-best-friends spits on your foolscaps one find day during a lecture, just out of utter boredom?
A midded aged man nearly ran me over a few days ago, he concluded that he shouldn’t wait for me to cross the road since I was texting, even though I was still walking at an average pace. So he waited till I got right under his huge truck, and pressed the gass full on, missing me by less than an inch. He yelled out something in a rude arrogant tone about me being alienated by my phone, if I were truely you would have ran me over wouldn’t you? Jackass.
A more serious situation now. What is the normal reaction to your 25-year-old-psychologist- sister calling you immature, closed minded, and a murderer for coming to terms with the fact that your seriously ill dog who hasn’t eaten in 4 days, and hasn’t got enough strenght to sit up, needs to be “put to sleep”?
This is truely madness, which my sober mind can’t absorb.