I'm pretty sure I'm dying.
Aug. 25th, 2008 06:21 pmI've been absolutely freezing all day. Like, blue-fingertips, hood up, cold all day. I almost fell asleep at work because it was so cold; I had to get up and go outside into the sunshine to wake up. And it hasn't gotten better at all. At one point this afternoon, I was wrapped up in my heavy comforter, in addition to having my heavy sweatshirt on it.
Speaking of sweatshirt. The hoodie I'm wearing is for my sorority. Light gray, has red and white letters on it. This just happens to be the sweatshirt I am wearing today.
I walked into Starbucks to get a drink (no one is surprised). Two, slightly-over college age (I guess?) guys were standing by the merchandise, looking up at the menu. They weren't in line, and they were obviously still talking between themselves because, you know, having to choose between a regular mocha and a white mocha frappuccino is a life-altering choice. Clearly. So, I went around them, went up to the line to order. What I heard, quite literally, was something like "one of those snobby, slutty sorority girls, think they own the fucking world and can cut in front of anyone."
What they didn't realize, being the stupid fucking imbeciles that they are is that I could hear them. Surprising, I know, since I was all of four feet away from them. Epic distance, you know?
My eyes connect with the cashier (who knows me because um, I'm there a lot?) and we were both kinda like "are you serious?" And I kinda just turn around and look at them and they all puff up because they think they're so tough and awesome and I will zomg, bow to their power.
WTFever.
I said, "So, I'm a snob and a slut because I'm in a sorority?" And Neanderthal 1 was like "uhh..." And I said, "So, because you see me wearing a sweatshirt with a Greek affiliation, that means you know me and can assume my sexual proclivities?" And the other caveman goes "uhh..." and I said, "Tell me something. Since you're fat and ugly, I should assume that you've never had a girlfriend, right?" And he goes "What! I'm married!" And then I said, "Well, I guess you shouldn't be making stereotypes either, should you?" And then Neanderthal pulled him out of the store.
That kinda made my day.
Speaking of sweatshirt. The hoodie I'm wearing is for my sorority. Light gray, has red and white letters on it. This just happens to be the sweatshirt I am wearing today.
I walked into Starbucks to get a drink (no one is surprised). Two, slightly-over college age (I guess?) guys were standing by the merchandise, looking up at the menu. They weren't in line, and they were obviously still talking between themselves because, you know, having to choose between a regular mocha and a white mocha frappuccino is a life-altering choice. Clearly. So, I went around them, went up to the line to order. What I heard, quite literally, was something like "one of those snobby, slutty sorority girls, think they own the fucking world and can cut in front of anyone."
What they didn't realize, being the stupid fucking imbeciles that they are is that I could hear them. Surprising, I know, since I was all of four feet away from them. Epic distance, you know?
My eyes connect with the cashier (who knows me because um, I'm there a lot?) and we were both kinda like "are you serious?" And I kinda just turn around and look at them and they all puff up because they think they're so tough and awesome and I will zomg, bow to their power.
WTFever.
I said, "So, I'm a snob and a slut because I'm in a sorority?" And Neanderthal 1 was like "uhh..." And I said, "So, because you see me wearing a sweatshirt with a Greek affiliation, that means you know me and can assume my sexual proclivities?" And the other caveman goes "uhh..." and I said, "Tell me something. Since you're fat and ugly, I should assume that you've never had a girlfriend, right?" And he goes "What! I'm married!" And then I said, "Well, I guess you shouldn't be making stereotypes either, should you?" And then Neanderthal pulled him out of the store.
That kinda made my day.