It's been an age or more
Written at 10:13 p.m. on 2006-01-04
Curiosity compells me to ask a few questions of a general audience that is larger than my brain tonight. First being, does anyone teach etiquette to their children anymore? I went to get my texts for this semester--schools starts in a week and a half--with a friend, and we were joking about how stupid people were on our way back to the car. The bookstore at our college has a habit of switching locations; they're doing construction right now and it's changed twice since I've been there. Anywho, we overheard a few people in the bookstore complaining about how hard it was to find -ha!- and how it wasn't clearly marked. We thought it was rather obvious, as they had chalked markers on the sidewalk and EVERYONE knows that the bookstore moves frequently. So we were making fun of them and saying things like, "people are so dumb," and "everybody knows that the bookstore moves around!" And clear out of the blue, a complete stranger stepped in front of us (rather rudely, I thought) and asked us if we were students there. (I'm wondering why anyone else would be there and making cracks about the bookstore. Ah, well.) Whereupon, he introduced himself as xxx and told us that he was hiring part-timers for his new cafe-thingy that's opening soon on campus.
Moron wasn't only rude, he offered his hand to me first and didn't even know how to shake hands--felt like I was holding a limp fish, for cripes sake. Am I the solitary soul that believes it more polite and dignified for the lady to proffer her hand first? (Assuming, of course, that she is a lady.) My friend and I both thought he was quite rude and imposing on no aquaintaince. But perhaps it's just us. Eh? Thoughts?
Secondly, I'm curious about this myspace anomaly. It seems quite stupid, from what I've heard and seen (a lot of my co-workers are into it =() but I really haven't looked into it much. I get the understanding that it's like d-land, just loads bigger. Which is...odd. And ...well, silly. I dunno, though.
On a completely unrelated topic, I think it of note to note that I'm definitely too far gone when I think even his small beer belly is cute. And knowing him, that's exactly what it is. It's not really that big...
It occurrs to me at times that I'm utterly hopeless. But I at least have the comfort of believing that I haven't given myself away. Hopefully.