Rants

One of the first things I do when I get up in the morning is tear a page off the mini cat calendar that Em got me. This may sound weird, but I’ve found that how my day will turn out is often represented by the cat featured. Today’s cat looks incredibly surprised, but that still didn’t prepare me for what I was about to see. I went to the library, and as I left for my seminar, I walked past a girl who had an electric toothbrush and was brushing her teeth (without any toothpaste I might add), in the middle of the bottom floor of the library, i.e. surrounded by staff and the students entering and leaving. So that was the odd thing that happened today.

The rest of this entry is going to be composed of rants, other than the fact that Sarah came to visit me this weekend and I had a great time, and she is now detoxing. So yay to healthiness!

Really pissing me off at the moment is the whole people asking for directions and then not believing me thing. I guess I should expect it because a) I walk around Notts a hell of a lot, being car-less and vaguely considerate of the environment and b) they always want to find a place that’s situated in a really obscure location compared to the place they currently are. Samples that are the most annoying: I was walking by the canal and some guy stopped me to ask for directions. I recommended that he go up to the main road because 1) it actually has road signs and 2) it’s a lot less limiting than walking down a canal, where you can only go in one direction. His reply was something along the lines of, ‘Well I want to walk by the canal because it’s so nice here’. Yes, it IS nice, but that DOES NOT mean it will go exactly where you want it to go, or be on the right side of where you want to go, and in fact there is no guarantee that you can just easily get away from it if you walk for more than about 5 mins. Gah.

Second e.g. – I’d just bought my new fridge freezer from the local retail park. Now this retail park is not big. It has maybe 6 shops, ALL of which are visible as you enter the car park, and all of which have massive signs, probably about 10 feet high. Some woman parks her car and then stops me. ‘Excuse me, is there a Laura Ashley [old fashioned clothes/home shop] here?’ I replied, ‘Erm, no, but there’s one in town.’

‘So there’s no Laura Ashley here?’

I patiently replied, ‘No, but there’s one in the city centre.’

‘I KNOW there’s one in the city centre, I was asking about HERE. I’m SURE there was one here. I’m going to go and ask someone else!!!!!!!!!!!’

Fine lady, whatever. There’s not been a Laura Ashley there in the time I’ve lived here, and asking someone else isn’t going to make one magically appear.

I guess that’s what you get for trying to help people…

Rant #2 – Uni seems to be a place for congregating REALLY IRRITATING English students (myself and a VERY few others excepted, of course :p). One girl today actually asked if the seminar could be moved to a different time because she didn’t like the way she had straight lectures between 9 and 1. So basically, she wanted to alter the timetables of 21 other people, including a lecturer, just because she didn’t feel she should have a crap Monday morning. Despite the fact that she CHOSE to take this module and knew EXACTLY when the times would be for it. How the hell do people get this idea that they should be, omg SO entitled to stuff? Really? Not only that but she had an incredibly annoying voice, and insisted on voicing her (usually useless or boring) opinions on everyone else. There’s a similar guy in my seminar who exudes complete arrogance, but at least some of what he says is remotely interesting. Gah.

I hate people.