The last 36 hours or so has seemed like the world is out to just piss the shit out of me. Not hurt me. Not make me cry. Just piss the ever-loving shit out of me.
I'm not someone who's easily angered. I'm normally one of those "its all cool" sort of person. Water off a duck's back.
But since yesterday, it seems like the floodgates that normally hold "people Stephanie would like to punch in the fucking mouth" have been opened wide.
Needlessly loud people, mostly. Hi. Your friends are sitting 3 1/2 feet from your mouth. Do not shout. Really. You just make me feel embarrassed for you.
Lady at the UT game at the drafthouse today? Let me let you in on a little secret. Mack Brown, Colt McCoy and the rest of the Texas team can't hear you. Ok, maybe they could. But they didn't need to. I understand vocal exuberance. UT scores? CHEER! The other team scores on a 80+ yard punt return? A moderate "Come on Longhorns!" or whatever, is appropriate. But for the love of God, there is NO need for you to stand up and SCREAM like you were having hot needles shoved into your clit.
Also, cussing loudly in public is not "showing your support". The fact that even your husband told you to keep it down might have been a clue. And responding to your husband to "SHUT UP"...no...YELLING at your husband to "SHUT UP" will make him want to fuck the cleaning lady. Which he is probably doing already. Because she doesn't scream like a drunken frat boy in public.
Loud, drunk girls with the much quieter guy who were riding the #1 bus? Please pay attention to what I told the bitch at the drafthouse. Except doubly so. Because there are kids on the bus. Young kids. And old people. And me. And joking with your friend (sister? I dont know. the girl you were there with who was only slightly more aware of the fact that she wasn't in her own fucking house), and pretending to be offended at her jab at you which makes you smack her arm hard and yell "HAHAHAH!! THEN GET THE FUCK OFF THE BUS, PUTA!" over and over is not funny. or cute. or attractive. And I know I would be mortified if a bus driver had to tell me not to cuss in her bus. And I would be even MORE mortified when you continued cussing and generally being loud to the point of making a passenger (aka ME) get off the bus and just wait for the next one.
What is wrong with people? When did people think they were SO privileged that they could act like 3 year olds hopped up on pixie sticks and red bull?
Edited to Add:
EDITED TO ADD: And about 20 minutes ago, I ended up giving myself a bloody nose when I ducked down too far trying to avoid low hanging branches and opened my car door. the corer of the door hit me INSIDE my left nostril.
I bled all over myself on the drive home.
I'm going to crawl into a ball and avoid people for the next 24 hours
I'm not someone who's easily angered. I'm normally one of those "its all cool" sort of person. Water off a duck's back.
But since yesterday, it seems like the floodgates that normally hold "people Stephanie would like to punch in the fucking mouth" have been opened wide.
Needlessly loud people, mostly. Hi. Your friends are sitting 3 1/2 feet from your mouth. Do not shout. Really. You just make me feel embarrassed for you.
Lady at the UT game at the drafthouse today? Let me let you in on a little secret. Mack Brown, Colt McCoy and the rest of the Texas team can't hear you. Ok, maybe they could. But they didn't need to. I understand vocal exuberance. UT scores? CHEER! The other team scores on a 80+ yard punt return? A moderate "Come on Longhorns!" or whatever, is appropriate. But for the love of God, there is NO need for you to stand up and SCREAM like you were having hot needles shoved into your clit.
Also, cussing loudly in public is not "showing your support". The fact that even your husband told you to keep it down might have been a clue. And responding to your husband to "SHUT UP"...no...YELLING at your husband to "SHUT UP" will make him want to fuck the cleaning lady. Which he is probably doing already. Because she doesn't scream like a drunken frat boy in public.
Loud, drunk girls with the much quieter guy who were riding the #1 bus? Please pay attention to what I told the bitch at the drafthouse. Except doubly so. Because there are kids on the bus. Young kids. And old people. And me. And joking with your friend (sister? I dont know. the girl you were there with who was only slightly more aware of the fact that she wasn't in her own fucking house), and pretending to be offended at her jab at you which makes you smack her arm hard and yell "HAHAHAH!! THEN GET THE FUCK OFF THE BUS, PUTA!" over and over is not funny. or cute. or attractive. And I know I would be mortified if a bus driver had to tell me not to cuss in her bus. And I would be even MORE mortified when you continued cussing and generally being loud to the point of making a passenger (aka ME) get off the bus and just wait for the next one.
What is wrong with people? When did people think they were SO privileged that they could act like 3 year olds hopped up on pixie sticks and red bull?
Edited to Add:
EDITED TO ADD: And about 20 minutes ago, I ended up giving myself a bloody nose when I ducked down too far trying to avoid low hanging branches and opened my car door. the corer of the door hit me INSIDE my left nostril.
I bled all over myself on the drive home.
I'm going to crawl into a ball and avoid people for the next 24 hours
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i'm sad i couldn't see you when i was in austin.
i plan to be back for sxsw. . . .