The West Wing

                I have a terrible temper. You know in Beauty and the Beast when the Beast freaks out because Belle was in the west wing? Well someone is in my west wing all the time.

One time I was walking across the street on campus and this truck turns into me and nearly hits me. He starts yelling at me and pointing at the red hand that I guess means don’t walk but it was a green light! So I started yelling back and I refused to move out of his way so that he couldn’t drive anywhere. Luckily, Jason witnessed the entire thing and yelled at me to get in his car. Another time, I thought this lady waved me to turn out into the street in front of her so I do just that and she starts honking at me like crazy. So I just roll my eyes but then she starts to follow me super close so I slammed on my breaks as hard as I could to which she responded with more honking and screaming. THEN THIS OTHER TIME I was walking through my apartment complex parking lot at Disney World and this guy drives by me super fast and nearly hits me so naturally I flip him off. He stops the car, rolls down the window, and goes, “’scuze me is there a problem?” And I go, “Yeah! You’re fucking driving like and asshole!” And then we get in this giant screaming match that I don’t really remember very well because I may or may not have been slightly inebriated but I DO remember yelling, “Then fuckin’ do it! See what happens!” like I’m Steven Segal or something.

And that’s not even the half of it. Leah asked me one time if I had been tested for aspergers. So that was really nice of her.

It’s not that I really like to start fights with people but I feel this compulsion to correct people when they’re wrong or stupid. I took an online class this last summer and it was basically the most ridiculous thing ever. First of all, the class was called “Interpersonal Communication” so that totally makes sense for an online class. Second of all, the girls in my class were so duuuuumb. They were so dumb. We had to do discussions online and a question might be like, “How does new technology impact your life?” And these girls would answer like, “I think that technology is bad for us sometimes because instead of calling my mom I will just text her. But then I really like that I can text my mom whenever I want.” And then every single other girl in the class would say, “I completely agree. I think that’s a really interesting point.” Are you kidding me. We’re not going to talk about the implications of technology on war, poverty, government, or religion but instead we’re going to talk about you texting you’re mom? It made me feel like this-

                Then we had a discussion question that asked, “What sort of listening environments are effective or ineffective?” And after a buh-jillion moronic comments I had enough. It was the hit that caused the overdose. I wrote-


“I think everyone can agree that florescent lights, Facebook, and continuous lecturing does not create a listener friendly environment. But has anyone had to listen in a class with a leprechaun poking you every thirty seconds? Well, I have and it's terrible. So I was in my Into to Visual Culture Class and this leprechaun would not leave me alone! It kept saying mean things to me like, "You're going to fail this class," and "You look ugly today." That did not create an effective listening environment for me. I think that we need to focus on the removal of ALL leprechauns from the classroom. I am personally SO thankful that this is an online class so I don't have to face another situation like that. I also heard about this one kid who had to deal with a velociraptor...”


Somehow I still received an A.


                I think the worst time that I ever pissed anyone off was when I bought my new car. My dad and I had decided that we were getting the ostentatious gold 2009 Ford Focus. Our salesman was super nice if not too nice and he told us that we had to fill out a survey for all the people that helped us and that if they got anything less than all 1’s on the survey then they would be up for review. So we’re about to go to the finance guy’s office and my dad tells me that he’s going to try and sell us on all these upgrades and such and to not go with any of it because it’s basically a big scam.


                We walk into this guy’s office and his name was Josh and he was nice enough at first but then he pulls out a spread sheet with all of these charts and things.


                He starts talking and my dad interrupts him and says, “Just so you know we’re not going to go with any of these things today.” And Josh says, “Yeah well you know it’s part of my job so I have to tell you these things. Anyway…” He starts pitching some more, lalala, and I say, “Josh. My dad just said that we aren’t going to go with any of these things today so can we just skip this and leave?” Josh, “Ok I actually do have to go over these with you but if you look here…” Then my phone rings and I go out into the foyer to talk to my stepmom and I say loud enough for the entire dealership to hear, “No, we didn’t get the car yet. This guy Josh keeps talking to us about all these stupid things.”  I am soooo mature.


                I walk back into the office and Josh is still pitching to my dad and I yell, “JOSH. We’re not doing any of these things today! Okay? We’re just not!”


Josh: Ok look you know what? I don’t need any attitude from you!


Me: I don’t need this attitude from you!!


Josh: THIS IS PART OF MY JOB! I HAVE TO TALK TO YOU ABOUT THIS!


Me: WE ARE THE CUSTOMERS! WE KNOW WHAT YOU’RE GOING TO SAY AND WE DON’T WANT IT!


                It has now been two years since that argument and I couldn’t remember how the fight ended. I called my dad the other day to ask him and he goes, “Yeah I don’t know what happened. … Josh. What a dick.” We gave Josh the lowest scores possible on his evaluation and I checked the Ford website and he is no longer working there:)


                Besides the fact that I’m a petty bitch, what can we learn from all of this? Leah was probably right. I probably have aspergers.