To the Nuts Living in My Hall:
Forgive me if I sound at all cynical or antisocial. Hell, I sound like the freaking Grinch right now. But if I'm walking down the hallway with an overloaded backpack, juggling my laptop and keys, I probably don't want to stop and say hi to you. Sure, you may be all happy and bubbly, leaving your door wide open so the whole world can watch you get your Facebook or update your Twitter. But I don't care. I don't care how many classes you've had today. Chances are, I've had just as many, if not more. I don't care if you have an English paper due in two weeks. And no, I won't help you. Just because I took -and got fantastic scores on, might I add- AP English for two years and therefore not have to take a First Year Introduction to Composition course, that does not mean I am some writing genius. Even if I am. Guess what. I have four other courses that require my writing genius. I don't have time to explain passive voice versus active voice to you. Google it, love.
I'm glad that you're a happy person. And I'm glad you want to make new friends in college. But spring your "Hi! Let's be best friends!" trap on someone else.
Thank you!
Me.
I hope you enjoyed that. I'm not usually so mean, but some types of people seriously get to me. I like friendly people, I really do. But when their friendliness rivals that family from "RV," I just start throwing things.
heart, me.
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