Manners

- RANT ALERT -

I've blogged before about manners.

I have a bee in my bonnet the size of a fucking gas giant when it comes to people with no fucking manners.

Case in point - there is this guy who works 2 floors above me. The first time I "met" him, he was talking to 2 of my colleagues. Note that this guy is a total stranger to me. And when I stopped to say hello to those 2, he suddenly turned to them and said "OH MAN! SHE SMOKES SO MUCH. I SEE HER DOWNSTAIRS EVERY TIME I COME DOWN".

Fucktard. If you have something to say, say it to my fucking face.

Second time was yesterday. I was coming back from my meal break and he was coming out. And he rushes up to me me and asks for a ciggie. Asks, mind you. Doesn't bother to offer to pay. From a total stranger. Smokers will tell you that this is Not Done.

And to-day..... oh yeah.... to-day.
I was out for a really late lunch with Bernie and another colleague, M. Fucktard springs out of nowhere, pulls out a chair from our table, and plonks his fucking ass down on it. I look down and bite my tongue but obviously it wasn't enough because the fucking chill that sprang out from me must have alerted M. He asked if Fucktard could sit. But by then it's too late alrady, isn't it?

I LOATH people with no manners. I DESPISE people who take liberties. I am fucking NOT your fucking best fucking friend. Ill-mannered people unleash the worst fucking possible side in me and it really took M by surprise. I get along well with M. I do NOT fucking get along with Fucktard.

Bernie mentioned that she read somewhere that everyone has an autistic side to them, that it's just a degree of how much is manifested. And that people with very bad EQ are people whose autistic side is manifested more. Might make for an interesting read but it DOES NOT excuse bad manners.


ARRGHHHH!