Lately, I'd swear that people are just out to see how I react to the most God-awful, unsuspecting, how-can-people-do-this-in-public type of situations. I'd probably bet a lot of money on it too!
Remember a couple of weeks ago when I was walking to my car and the guy in front of me decided to
veer in the wrong direction and, as he
unknowingly walked into the wrong room, I chose to sit back and watch, chuckle when I walked out the doors, and give Dearest a shout and a giggle?
Oh! Oh! Oh! And, remember that time that I wrote the longest run-on sentence EVER in my blog post?!Well, I think this one might top
that one.I was sitting in the library the other morning trying to finish one of my assignments before class started. I had just gotten downstairs after browsing through the children's literature - my absolute favorite part of the library. I sat down at a computer after carefully selecting what I thought would be the quietest spot. If I sat there, I could quickly hurry through my assignment and make sure that it was done right before I had to head off to class.
At least you'd think.So, I'm at the computer, clickety clacking away on the keyboard, getting down with bid-ness when the guy next to me decides to let.one.go. No, not his dog. Not his pen. Not even a belch - because that would have done.
But
one. He cut the cheese. Lit a match. Did the one cheek sneak.
Credits
OK. I have to stop. I think you get the point. And, yes, before you ask, I did, in fact have to look up those terms. It's not every day that I'm talking about things like this.
So what did I do? Tried to pretend I didn't hear, of course. But, the most disgusting part to me...it's like he wasn't even embarrassed. It was like he intentionally let it go and didn't even think to himself, "Oops! Can't believe I did that!" Just kept on going about his day.
Some people...
I was struggling at first with a topic, you know, since I try to be all matchy-matchy and I have to have a theme. Anyway, I was in the midst of brainstorming when my stomach growled. Then it hit me.
