Psycho English Teacher
I got yelled at by a psychotic english teacher today. He came up to us, and as most people can't tell the difference between pre-paid tickets and purchase tickets I asked if he was looking to buy tickets. He goes, "NO I"M NOT LOOKING TO BUY TICKETS, I'M PLANNING ON BUYING TICKETS." Then he goes on a rant about the English language and how it's degenerating blah blah blah. Which is funny because I totally agreed with him, I just didn't appreciate being yelled at for it. And he ranted on and on about it. But he slopped together the problems of slang, public speaking, and bad grammer all together. My favorite was when the guy who was trying to sell him tickets misheard him, and said "My bad," and the psycho went, "you can't say that because you're caucasion, that's black slang." Now I'm in a small suburb of Cleveland, where I've seen maybe 2 black people, especially in my job in the box office for the Cleveland Baroque Orchestra, but I come from SC, where there were more black kids than white kids in my school and everyone had the same basic vocabulary of slang. This guys talking about how he taught in inner city schools and how what is this world coming to when hip hop music is considered an art form. I responded to that with well, not all hip hop is, but the good stuff is a viable art form, and he goes, "well, aren't you judgemental." And he goes off on the kids who talk slang but dress up nice and wear expensive jewelry, and if you're going to talk low-class, you should really look low-class as well. He came back at intermission, and apologized for yelling at me, but then continued his rant. It was very entertaining, exept for the fact that my one job was to get people to put their email addresses into our computer since we're going paperless, and he was standing right in front of the computer! And each time he came back to rant, he would get so frustrated that he would walk off in the middle of it. Then he terrorized the musicians some. And this was the second night he had come to our performance because he thought it was so good. At one point in his rant, he was like maybe I should just drink more Jack Daniels and retire and just forget about the whole thing. I said Maybe really pointedly and went to help another customer. Ha!