Learn The Rules

I was walking to my locker after the last class of the day a couple days ago, and I was going down the stairs right across from the Physics. I suppose I could phrase that better: I was trying to go down the stairs right across from the physics hallway. I couldn't actually go down them.

Why, you ask? Well simply put, there was a mass of people walking 3 to 4, right next to each other, in a line, all the way up the stairs. This was seriously happening. I don't know how you can be doing this and not see the immediate problem it causes, but these kids were oblivious to me, and other kids both in front and behind me, trying to fight through their mob of gossiping, cackling, shrieking harpies to get down the stairs.

It wouldn't even have been as infuriating as it was if they were freshmen, but they weren't. They were for the most part sophomores, and even a few juniors. How do you go for the high school for 2 or 3 years, and not understand how the stairs work? In fact, how have you been alive for at least 14 years and not yet figured out how stairs work? If you're taking up the ENTIRE STAIRCASE going one way, then no one can go down the other side. And I hate to break it to you, but not everyone is as interested as your bff on what that girl who you just hate said she was going to tweet if someone else liked one more status of the guy she likes on Facebook, least of all me. One of them even had the audacity to give me a dirty look, as if I were the problem for trying to go down the stairs and interrupting her from telling everyone within earshot about something so important that it was in fact completely necessary to block off the entire stairs in one direction. Idiot.

These are the same kind of people who stop walking in the middle of the hallway when they see someone they know. Listen, as dumb as this sounds, there is a flow when people are walking in the hallway, there has to be when that many people are moving in a collective direction. And when you just stop dead in the middle of it all because you saw your friend and you just HAVE you update her because there is just SO much going on and it must be, oh gosh, at LEAST 43 minutes since you last saw each other, that causes problems for everyone behind you both, walking in both directions. Stop it, just don't do it. Tell them later, or text them if it's really important enough to hold up every person in the hallway.

Another thing, to the people that put their heads down and power walk around corners: You are asking to get walked in to. I understand that in your world nothing else matters but you and the place where you apparently have to be as quickly as humanly possible, but here's the thing: You're not all alone in your own magical fairy pixieland of do whatever I want. You're in the real world, in a real school, with other real kids, to whom it is an inconvenience for you to come hurtling around corners like some sort of animated cannonball. And definitely don't give me a death stare like it's my fault for intruding on your space. Which evidently encompasses the entire school and world. Other people exist, keep your head up when your walking you narcissist.

Look around the corners. Don't stop in the middle of the hallway to shriek at your friend. And stay on your side of the freaking stairs.

Learn the rules. For the sake of mine and everyone else's blood pressure.

You're All Idiots Who Deserve to be Mocked, Part 2

More stupid Facebook status' from people whose intelligence levels are apparently somewhere between a rock and dirt. As always, no names are attached, because I respect people more than that. Also this post is late and it's late and I'm tired.

"Old enough to know better, young enough to do it anyway ;*"
Wow. You're so edgy and awesome, and everyone who reads this, myself included are filled with awe at your prowess and being fantastic at living, as well as chagrin that we're all not living our lives to the pinnacle which you have achieved. Also, nice touch with the wink/kiss face at the end. What does that even mean? I challenge anyone to picture someone actually making this face and not picture something incredibly stupid.

"i should've known you'd bring me heartache, almost lover always do."
I'm assuming these are song lyrics, in which case good for you. I know that I was just one of lots of people listening to this song and wondering whose life it could most specifically be applied to. Well, thanks to you, that question is forever answered. I'll say it again, no one cares how much a particular song applies to your life or your struggles over whatever. Posting "deep" song lyrics makes you look pseudo-angsty and whiny and dumb.

"I have a big decision to make!! Should I buy a Trans Am??"
Superfluous punctuation aside, wow. Are you really going to make a decision based on what your Facebook friends, probably upwards of 90 percent of whom you've never met, think. I mean what's next? "Thinkin bout buyin a house lol, what do yall think lmfao?!@R^&(^*&)(__)(&^%& Whoa, got 10 likes, I better do it lolololololol." Unbelievable.

"tbh"
Stupid. Also implies that you haven't been honest with the person until that point, but hey, this is the all-important world of online interaction, better take it seriously right?

I can't go through the trouble of looking at all this anymore. It is literally too much for me to handle. Goodnight.

Guess How Much of My Weekend Went Right

This post isn't really ranting about anything, but it's like a week late, so I figured I would just write about the weekend I had.

First of all, we had a "walkthrough" for our basketball game yesterday, at 9 in the morning. Our game was not until 6 at night, there was no earthly reason to be in the gym that early. On top of it my phone broke yesterday. I don't know how but there's an enormous crack in the screen, and it won't show anything at all. My guess is that someone stepped on it, or a ball hit it during our walkthrough. But I figured it would all be worth it since our preparation would pay off when we won our game.

Wrong.

We lost.

I also figured it would be worth it since I had nothing to do in between our walkthrough and game. I was gonna go get lunch with my girlfriend on her break from work, which I figured would be a nice way to spend the intervening hours.

Wrong.

I got home to find an email from my supervisor at work. Someone hadn't shown up and they had no other substitutions and they needed me to come in as soon as I could. Not that it mattered, because when my girlfriend got to work, she found out that she didn't have a break that day.

Anyway.

Today, I'm taking my phone over to Verizon for them to look at it. My car's gas light is on, but I don't really think anything of it. After all, I've driven longer with it on; I'll just go get gas after Verizon, before I go to work.

Wrong.

About halfway up Bradley road, my car runs out of gas. Now I'm terrified. I've never been in a situation like this before, and Bradley is a pretty busy road. So I'm sort of off to the side of it, lights flashing, and I'm sitting in my car thinking, and I figure the first thing I'll do is call my dad right?

Wrong.

That's right, my phone doesn't work. Now I have to walk all the way to the BP at the corner of Detroit and Bradley (this sounds worse than it was; it was probably only about 150 yards and it wasn't that cold, but saying it likes that lets me feel more hard done by) and ask the girl working there to use their phone. The girl looked like she was about 19 or 20, and she just laughed at me when I explained to her why I had to use their phone instead of my own. In hindsight I suppose it is a little funny, albeit in an ironic sort of way. At any rate, I call my dad from BP, he comes and gets me, we go back to my house, get the gas can in the garage for the lawn mower, take it back out to Bradley and give the car enough gas to get it to BP. After I fill it up, I go to Verizon, figuring at least I'll finally get my phone fixed.

Wrong.

The crack was "unfixable." That's the word they used. But it is insured, so at least I'll have a new one by Tuesday.

I just noticed my use of "albeit." I'm basically guaranteed to get into any school ever.

Also wrong.

I realize that this is not the usual sophisticated and witty diction you're used to from me. But to be honest I think I am literally in the worst mood I have ever been in and I could care less. A very very negligibly small amount less.

I'm going to bed.