Tweet
So as I write this I'm sitting in the student lounge in the Art building for my local (ish) college that I will be attending this fall. I came to speak to the Admissions office and stayed because my friend gets out of class soon and we're going to grab some dinner. Anywho, this isn't really a sighting per say, but it annoyed me none the less.
Anywho, I was sitting here minding my own business, surfing the mighty interwebs on my laptop when a rather obnoxious couple of boys came in. I say boys because the conversation they were having was so ignorant and down right stupid I cannot categorize them as men. Anyway, we all suffered through most of their rants, mainly because none of us minding our own business really wanted to get involved in a conversation. I don't know why it took them getting onto the French to set me off, but finally I snapped
Boy1: Why are the French so afraid of war?
Boy2: I dunno, why?
Boy1: You would be too if you had never won one!
Boy2: Hahaha, like they have even contributed to any sort of war *rants*
Me: *gets fed up and turns towards the pair* "Really, who do you think saved our ass so you could have a country in which to feign supperiority?"
Boys 1 and 2: huh....? *both are caught off guard in their rant and look over at me*
Me: Revolutionary War bitches, look it up.
I was so proud of myself, mainly because at that moment three of the other four people in the room burst out laughing so hard that the boys could do nothing but gather their things and leave.
I don't want to hear your opinions of the french, or any other culture. I just hate when people do that, I won't lie, I make fun of everyone and everything, I think we all should have a sense of humor, but when you *truly* get hateful is when I run out of steam. As quoted from Nigel Powers "There's only two things I hate in this world. People who are intolerant of other people's cultures and the Dutch" (:P)
Anywho, I was sitting here minding my own business, surfing the mighty interwebs on my laptop when a rather obnoxious couple of boys came in. I say boys because the conversation they were having was so ignorant and down right stupid I cannot categorize them as men. Anyway, we all suffered through most of their rants, mainly because none of us minding our own business really wanted to get involved in a conversation. I don't know why it took them getting onto the French to set me off, but finally I snapped
Boy1: Why are the French so afraid of war?
Boy2: I dunno, why?
Boy1: You would be too if you had never won one!
Boy2: Hahaha, like they have even contributed to any sort of war *rants*
Me: *gets fed up and turns towards the pair* "Really, who do you think saved our ass so you could have a country in which to feign supperiority?"
Boys 1 and 2: huh....? *both are caught off guard in their rant and look over at me*
Me: Revolutionary War bitches, look it up.
I was so proud of myself, mainly because at that moment three of the other four people in the room burst out laughing so hard that the boys could do nothing but gather their things and leave.
I don't want to hear your opinions of the french, or any other culture. I just hate when people do that, I won't lie, I make fun of everyone and everything, I think we all should have a sense of humor, but when you *truly* get hateful is when I run out of steam. As quoted from Nigel Powers "There's only two things I hate in this world. People who are intolerant of other people's cultures and the Dutch" (:P)
Comment