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12/3/09

people are freaks

-The man who stood behind me in line at Costco, and kept scooting closer and closer to me. And then I would scoot, and he would FOLLOW me. BACK THE FREAK OFF, OLD DUDE.


-There are a lot of things that bug me, (keep reading, I'll prove it,) but one thing that really bothers me this type of person: A combo of Debbie Downer, Negative Nancy, and Contrary Cathy, this person ALWAYS disagrees with you, and usually because their own personal experience is different than yours. With these people, you can never state an opinion without getting a resounding YOU ARE WRONG TO THINK THAT WAY, BECAUSE THAT PARTICULAR THING NEVER HAPPENED TO ME, AND IF IT ISN'T MY EXPERIENCE, IT ISN'T VALID. EVER.

Sigh. I seem to encounter these people a lot, which befuddles me, because why would someone want to be my "friend," comment on my blog, or interact with me at all if their sole purpose is to tell me how very, very, wrong I am.

Part of it may be my fault, because I tend to enable these freaks a little. I usually try to defuse the situation by offering a polite "good point," but that only seems to encourage them. I think from now on I will offer the less polite, but more effective, "shut up."

Anyway, that was immensely therapeutic. Let's go back to the awkward now.

-Every time I go to the gym, I see two guys I went to high school with. Not only did I attend school with them, but they were in my little circle of friends, and I'm fairly certain I went to a dance with one of them. We see each other every time, but so far, none of us has overcome the social anxiety required to take off our headphones and say hello. We just cast furtive glances as they lift weights, and I pound away on the elliptical.

In this case, all of us are the freaks.

- Grown women who still talk like babies. Don't ever say "din din." Ever.


Who are the freaks in your life?

23 comments:

The Boob Nazi said...

I was just thinking today how I hate people who only comment on my blog to disagree.
I can't think of who I'd call a freak in my life.

amanda said...

my BOSS!!!!!!! An a-hole freak. Can I rant about my boss on your blog? Because I'm afraid to do it on mine. What if he finds it and I get fired. I wouldn't care except that there are no other jobs.

I'm totally with you on the negative people that just have to disagree on everything. What is up with that?

I decided not to rant about my boss because I could just say way way way too much and get carried away. I'll just keep stewing.

lindsey said...

P.S. Doesn't mean that I don't love those same freaks (99% of my immediate family and friends)...but they are freaks nonetheless.

lindsey said...

People who think Sarah Palin is a legitimate politician.

Tammy said...

i work with Mr. Burns and Mr. Squidward. I am not joking. It is freaky and frustrating and weird.

Stephanie said...

lindsey: AMEN. AND AMEN.

tammy: i feel you. i work with professor umbridge.

Jessica said...

You know your favorite person from Westminster? Her mother is the district math specialist in Jordan District, and she is making my life miserable! She actually told us that we should just teach our students to pass the CRT, and not worry about nitpicky little details like correct notation (that's like telling an English teacher not to worry about teaching proper grammar). Like mother, like daughter.

Becca said...

I think I am probably the biggest freak in my life, but that is what makes it fun. I hear you with the old dude. I hate when people invade your personal space.

Carley A. T. said...

This will sound mean, but mothers who act or make seem things like everything is perfect. Like their children can do no wrong.

Which makes me feel like the freak.

Booger.

MJ said...

I'm with you on the negative people. Totally tell them to shut it. It works so much better than trying to validate them.

And the guy at Costco? I'd have probably said something, but that's only because I'm due to have a baby next week and am hormonal enough to tell ppl what I think. In a couple weeks, I'll probably just give him a crusty look.

I was at a concert with my husband once, and some strange chic was rubbing her tush up against me. I thought it was an accident at first, but after a few times, I knew it so wasn't. Sick freak. I got a little torqued and pushed her at one point, though not nearly as hard as I wanted to; she probably didn't even notice.

I've got a few more, but I'd get carried away, like Amanda was saying...

Ace said...

Hahahaha, Line scooters drive me nuts. For me, the worst case scenario is little kids. Listen to me, I DO NOT SEE SMALL CHILDREN. They're short; I'm tall. If they stand directly behind me, there is a good chance I'll step on them. And seriously, is it really a good idea to have your kid's head two inches from some strange man's butt?

My strategy is to keep my cart behind me (in between me and the potential line scooter). Unfortunately, that doesn't work at Costco, what with the checker taking your cart and all.

Kristin said...

Your line scooter and the concert tush-pusher reminded me of the worst concert dancer I ever stood next to. There's obviously a lot of personal space invasion involved in most live music, but this was a fairly sedate, very tightly packed crowd of people (hipsters) bobbing their heads and maybe swaying a little. Meanwhile the girl next to me is attempting some music video hip-hop for her boyfriend. I was getting an elbow or a hip every 30 seconds as she ground up against him, laughing, arms in the air, thwapping her hair into my face, turning around constantly to make sure she had his attention. We definitely made glare-y eye contact, and I think I started elbowing her back? But ugh. The worst.

SUEB0B said...

I got yelled at by an old German woman because I wasn't moving up fast enough in the grocery store line, i.e., I was leaving too much personal space between me and the person ahead of me.

Of course, being a passive-aggressive freak, once I noticed her standing 2 inches from my butt, I refused to scoot up at all. She began yelling "You are not doing this correctly! You must move up in line!" It was hilarious. To me, at least.

Lena said...

The biggest freak in my life is a woman at work who can't stop talking. Even if you are talking she is constantly saying "uh-huh, right, uh-huh". THE WHOLE TIME! She says at least 3 extra sentences after you have finished the conversation. And she can't multitask. Ever. Like she was not wired to even try. Drives me nuts.

Lena said...

Oh, and that person that always disagrees if it didn't happen to her...I used to have one of those in my ward. There was no way to have a conversation with her if you didn't just smile and nod. Heaven forbid someone think different from her.

Spencer said...

Uh, we are the co-presidents of this person's "He's a jerk" club :)

Melinda said...

I recently got rid of the "freaks" in my life. I'm sure I'll attract more though. It's a gift.

Rynell said...

I think people who must constantly "one up" you are freaks. Like those who say, "you think you are busy with four kids? well, I have eleven!" or some such thing. Also, dealing with a crazy person who deems it necessary for me to attend several stupid meetings a month. (Some cubscout leaders are freakazoids and really get into it.) I like to choose my own time wasters.

Little Fish said...

Wun of my co-wowkehs tawks in baby tawk when she tawks bout herr best fwends son who is swo cwute and he wubs herr so much.

I WANT TO STAB HER WHEN SHE DOES THAT.

Chillygator said...

My sister likes to repeat everything and add an a. Such as, "dansa-dansa" (for dance) and "drinka-drinka". Her children are old enough that she maybe doesn't need to do that any more. My nephew thinks milk is a "gulpa-gulpa" and it makes me so sad.

Mrs. Clark said...

I have one of those Debbie Downer/Contrary Cathy etc. women in my ward. She's weird, her husband's weird, her kids are weird. They are all major hypochondriacs, too. She's also has the breathless "IhavethreecallingsandI'msobusydoingservice," attitude. I really do try to like her, but she drives me (and one of my good friends) nuts.

Jen said...

You are so right about this. ;)

I personally may be the biggest freak in my life. Alas.

ChristyLove said...

I say "Nom-nom time" to the dog when I put his food out, because "dinner" elicits a blank stare. I know this is freakish. I'm embarrassed even when no one's around to see it.

I got into trouble once in a retail position years ago because I told a man trying to intimidate me into a lower price (like I could do anything about it) to get the [not the word frack but I'm trying to be considerate] out of my personal space.