I really cannot stand people who are rude.
And although I hate to admit it, I get very very very affected when people are rude to me.
I can’t be like those people who say ‘AH. Forget it. If you wanna be rude, it’s not my fault.’
I can’t be like that! I will think that it’s me instead. Like as if I did something wrong and deserve to be rude to.
Which sometimes I realize is REALLY not the case lor.

AAAARRRRGGGHHHHHHH.

That’s not even the worst bit. The worst thing is when I don’t know if the person is actually being rude to me or whether I’m being over-sensitive.
I mean, if the person is outrightly being a perfect ass, then I can also outrightly be all angry.
But if the person is doing it subtly, then I wouldn’t know whether it’s just me being petty!

Curses!

I know some people will say it’s me being sensitive.
If you are gonna say that, don’t tell it to me to my face. I cannot take it one ok.
But just to prove my point…

Case study:
I was talking to somebody, let’s call him (generic term) Jamie (coz Jamie is an androgynous name), that day, and I was my happy self when suddenly the person said a snappy remark.
Something along the lines of ‘mind your own business’.
MIND MY OWN BUSINESS!!??!?!!?!?
BANANA!! BA. NAAA. NAAAA.
So I got all moody.

The moral of the story is:
A small remark can ruin a person’s day.
Even though the person might be sensitive, you’re STILL ruining her (this one can be not generic. Unless the guy in gay, then it’s still a ‘her’.) day.

Hmph.
Stupid crimson tide.

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