Today I was going through blogs I started and never finished (or obviously published). While I was going through my rantings and ravings and various bookmarks of places and pictures I like, tutorials or videos I sort of want to remember I came across this little beauty.
I wrote it really more to vent than anything else and not wanting to be one of those bitter people who only talks about the annoying things I vented to a blogger draft and soon forgot about it until today when I read it and laughed a lot at how silly that situation was.
Let me give you some background:
I'm waiting in line at One-Stop
(who goes to UVU and inwardly groans when they think about that office?).
I was already stressed out because I needed them to help me with something because I had yet to see financial aid that I had been awarded a few weeks previous.
The line was long and not getting any shorter as time passed. Dear person standing too close to someone in line:
Invading the personal space of the girl infront of you is not going to get you through the line any faster; this is not the t-shirt line at a concert and the name of the game isn't simply whoever can get to the front and the cashiers attention first. Trust me, in this single file line you'll get there in the same amount of time if you were to give me some space, I promise.
Additionally, if you can read the book in her hand or the text message on her phone, clearly you are standing too close and shouldn't be angry when she messages a friend about the 'jerk standing too close behind her in the line' so either back off or take the insult gracefully. Also please shower, you smell.
Sincerely,
Creeped Out
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