Wench at the wedding

[laurenjeannie]

So my boss happens to be the singer in a popular jazz band here in town, they do a lot of weddings. My boss is a wonderful person, she's beautiful though, just not in the skinny rich lady way. She's voluptuous and has long steel grey hair and an amazing voice.

Last weekend she was at a wedding doing her thing when a lady pulled a bunch of her friends up to right in front of the stage, indiscreetly whispered something to her friends, pointed at my boss, and then they all started giggling. Ok, cool, whatever...wench.

Through the course of the night she did it SEVEN MORE TIMES each time with a new group of people. That the heck? Boss still doesn't know what they were making fun of, but it crushed her. I am enraged on her behalf.

[KnitShoni]

That just pisses me off. Why do people do crap like that?

[Soulstealer]

That just pisses me off. Why do people do crap like that?

Because you never truely leave high school.

[RecoveringKinkoid]

Jealousy is really, really ugly.

[georgiab]

I had something similar happen to me: Was ata clob celebrating my b-day...I was dancing and a group of "women" were doing the same type thing..whispering,making smart comment, etc.... Then one comes up to me (I am really skinny by the way) and asks what is wrong with me ..stunned I replied excuse me..Are you dying..do you have cancer or something..man that hurt like hell..I am amazed at how some women act..honestly sounds to me like they were jealous....your boss sounds awesome!

[gunsage]

If you haven't guessed, I'm relatively anti-social. I'm trying to get better, really, but it's something that's been with me since high school. Anyway, as a result, I couldn't tell you any of the names of my neighbors, let alone what most of them look like. I really don't care. Unfortunately, my wife kinda does.

A few months ago, my wife was getting the baby out of the car and getting ready to head inside when two of the neighbors began whispering and pointing at her. Then they began chuckling to each other. My wife didn't tell me about this until I had actually gotten home for the night. That's okay, though, I know how to play that game...WITH MY SILLYNESS CARD!!111!!

One time after running a quick errand before going to work, I saw the two neighbors talking to each other. So I pointed at them, went "TEEHEEHEE, I'M IN ELEMENTARY SCHOOL!!" and proceded to prance inside. Yeah, no...I don't think I got the point across, but I certainly had fun with it. Even better still was the expression that my wife had while I was doing the whole thing.

Yes, yes I am a child. Having fun is awesome.

[RecoveringKinkoid]

I think if someone actually had the sand to do this to me, I'd look them right in the face and ask them if they were still in junior high school and didn't they think it was time they started acting their age.

[myswtghst]

I tend to just ignore things like this, as I have no desire to stoop to that level, but I can understand your outrage on her behalf, as it is a truly inconsiderate thing to do.

Every day of my life, I'm so grateful to my parents for raising me with manners. I do my best not to hurt anyone's feeling unless they really, truly deserve it, and I generally only make comments if I'm absolutely positive that no one will ever hear them, and only then if I'm feeling salty.

Gah, it's depressing how high school behavior still runs rampant, isn't it?

[Listerfiend]

Ugh--I got this two days ago at work. I'd been at class all day, hadn't eaten much, was tired, and extraordinarily cranky. Add to that uber-insane rush of customers at work, and it's not a pretty picture.

So there's finally a lull, and there are only a few customers in the store. These two foreign girls come up to my register with a frame. They gawk at the price, and get their panties in a bunch over how the tax isn't included in the price on the floor. Takes about two minutes for me to explain that this is how it is in Ohio, and I absolutely cannot change that, and it is *not* exclusive to my store. After bitching about the tax, it comes time for them to pay. The price is $18.63. They each want to pay half. With cash. One has a ten, the other, a twenty. After much grumbling I go to change the twenty for some fives as my drawer was completely out of them, and I end up being absolutely flustered and have a huge brain fart. I'm usually okay to figure out math stuff, but when I'm stressed and freaking out and dealing with extremely rude customers it's very very hard for me to figure stuff like that out. Seeing that I was upset/angry/whatever, the conversation they were having in their language (French maybe?) turned from small-talk to what appeared (or what I felt) to be directed at me. There were sneers, glares, and chuckles made in my direction, and it was made worse by the fact that they knew I couldn't understand what they were saying. I wanted to tell them that I wasn't an incompetent twat and that I was just having an off-day, but I'm sure it wouldn't have made a difference. Luckily, my manager was nearby and stepped in to take over the transaction, as she saw how upset I was.

[ArenaBoy]

I usually say something along the lines of "Is your life that pathetic that you have to resort to your high school days to make you feel good?" Yeah, it's somewhat cruel but I have a low tolerance for idiots.