GO READ THE FIRST PART.
well you don't HAVE to. it's just there. in case you want to. OK?
here's something you might not know about me - I'm REALLY Polite. exceptionally so. it's another thing I love about me. especially in this day and age where being polite is not common place. because apparently after our parents taught us how to be polite they retired. and we're a part of that whole gen-wtf. where we are all closeted hippies who wont raise babies and pass along the politeness.
it seriously pisses me off when I see people not taking the initiative to common sense and being polite.
I will touch more on this in a minute after I explain something that leads up to an example of said pissed off-ness.
I don't do well with life. not in the normal typical sense of things. I have wicked bad socially anxiety. I hate crowds. I hate being boxed in with people. but I'm trying to be 'better'.
these past few weeks getting back into the working world and being forced into uncomfortable places hasn't been easy for me. so I've been speaking with my voodoo head dr on a weekly basis. after my annoyed morning (SEE THIS IS WHERE READING PART ONE WOULD BE BENIFICALLLLLL) I was quite worked up. because today was our last day in training, we had the option of peacing out at noon, or going to another free lunch with the higher ups. since my last lunch didn't go over so well, I decided not to join and instead came home. but since I was feeling quite anxious I decided to call up the dr and hash out some major annoyance. I figured it would be a fairly simple rant session, I'd feel better, she'd tell me to quit whining and then I'd take the best damn nap known to man.
wrongggg.
instead she told me to go do something social. to call my friends, take a drive, IMMERSE myself in PUBLIC.
.........
did you know you can't fire someone if you're not paying them? go figure.
anyways. I wasn't feeling particularly friendly or social so I declined her advice. NAP TIME!
except I couldn't sleep. I tossed and turned and just got more and more anxious. So I ultimately decided I would go see a movie. there were a few playing that I wanted to see, and I remember someone in my class mentioning they had seen The Help, and how good it was. I checked the times and BEWYA! one was playing at a decent time. and I have scene points that make it free. good plan right?
wronngggggg
tonight was OPENING night. (the guy in my class who had seen it must have pirated that shit. or gotten into a pre-screening) and I was late. AGAIN. so I rolled up into that theatre right as the lights went down and almost shit myself when I saw the only open seats where the front two rows.
Now I'm going to rant about those front two rows for a moment. because whoever designed those front two rows was a fucking community college drop out. or else someone who secretly enjoyed looking up everyone's nose for 2 hours. OH YEA AND. they LOooOOoOVE constant neck pain! I am seriously considering googling who the effin designer/engineer for theatre seating arragements is. and then taking a dump in their mailbox as protest to the FUCKING STUPIDITY OF THE FRONT TWO ROWS.
as I was walking to the theatre the people in front of me where rushing, because we were all late. and they were mulling about how they wouldn't be able to sit together (there were three of them) I didn't think anything of it until I had sat myself down in one of the three empty seats in the second row. the rest of the seats in the row were populated by twits. aka 15 year olds who talk too loud and don't turn their phones off in theatres. 15 year olds who out right SCOFF at me when I offer to move to the very front row, to the only available seat in between two very unapproachable looking fellas. OHHH HIIII most_awkward_seat_EVER. sure I'll take you! it means that these three people can now actually sit together.
HOWEVER. as I am getting up to offer them my seat, the 15 year olds literally THROW their coats onto one of the seats and say oh this is taken.
no bitch. no it isn't. move your effin coat or I'MA MOVE IT WITH MY FIST.
one of the three people was a very adorable looking older lady, who put her hand on my shoulder and said thank you to me, and that she would go find another seat somewhere else.
I was having none of that. I picked up the coat and I threw it back at the girl who put it there in the first place and I told her the seat was taken by these three people beside me. I scooted past them and proceeded to sit in the most uncomfortable position known to man for the next 2 hours.
side note - The Help is a wonderful movie. it WILL make you cry. which only adds to the awkwardness of sitting between strangers.
after the movie was over the same older lady came up to me as I was waiting behind the sea of people and thanked me again. she said I was sweet to stand up for them like that. and I felt a sense of pride that I don't think "kids these days" will ever have the pleasure of knowing.
thought of the day - I love my parents. I love that they let me be right, even when I'm wrong.
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