Just One of Those Moments
Ever have one of those moments where you wanna kick someone in the nuts hard enough that it would make them scream bloody murder hours for the most justifiable reasons, but couldn't because you'd be in deep shit if you did? Well one of those precious moments has happened to me today.
I was at the library with my friend Sherry. We're working together on a poster for US History on the Wednesday after break. Sherry and I found a large pile of books with good info and pictures for the poster, and we started photocopying. We had only copied our first few pages when two little kids snot-nosed brats, one puny blonde kid and a red-headed fatty, came up from behind us.
FATTY: What're you doing? Are you guys from Tokyo?
ME: *looks at Sherry*... Sure kid, whatever.
PUNY: No they're not, stupid, they're from Singapore!
ME: Yeah, Singapore has some great Chinese food....
PUNY: I bet you don't even like Minnesota. (Sherry was wearing a Minnesota hoodie)
FATTY: Why do you have so many papers? Do you have nothing better to do?
PUNY: I bet you don't even like Minnesota.
They asked a few more questions with more or less stupidity, and it was starting to get on both of our nerves. Then, for no reason, those little *uckers took our books and ran off! The hell was that for?! We followed them upstairs to the kids section, where we found them sitting in the bean bags. Our books weren't with them. Sherry interrogated them as I got a librarian to get them to show us where the books were, and it did work. We got our books back, and we went back to photocopying.
However, I had a feeling that they would come back. Fatty and Puny came back with a vengeance.
FATTY: Why did you tell on us? Tattletale! We didn't even do anything.
PUNY: I bet I've lived here longer than you guys... are you guys ignoring us?
ME: *No shit, Sherlock, now leave us the fuc* alone!* Look, we're busy, we have an important project due, you're bothering us, we'd like to you leave now!
They talked nonstop for at least ten minutes while Sherry and I finished photocopying our pictures, trying to get in our way to photocopy phone numbers from a phonebook. Sherry had to get another book from upstairs, so I gathered the papers and sat down at our table to cut the pictures out. Those brats followed me.
FATTY: *picks up cut pictures* Is this guy Hitler?
ME: No, it's Nat Love.
FATTY: How 'bout this one? Is he Hitler?
ME: No.
FATTY: And this guy, is he Hit--
I just about exploded right then.
ME: NO THAT IS NOT HITLER! I DON'T KNOW WHY YOU'RE BOTHERING US BUT WE HAVE THIS IMPORTANT PROJECT TO DO AND YOU'RE BEING VERY RUDE! NOW LEAVE US ALONE!
PUNY: Jeez, we weren't bothering y--
ME: YES YOU WERE!! NOW GET OUT OF HERE BEFORE I HAVE TO KICK YOUR---
I never got to say what I wanted to say, but surprising Jay was there and got to shout at them too. A librarian came up to us and asked us to quiet down, and Jay told them off. They were sent off to some other part of the library, probably making more people pissed off.
I flicked them off as they walked away. Serves their puny asses right.
(btw Sherry, if you're reading this, tell me if I have any details missing/wrong, thanks :D )
I was at the library with my friend Sherry. We're working together on a poster for US History on the Wednesday after break. Sherry and I found a large pile of books with good info and pictures for the poster, and we started photocopying. We had only copied our first few pages when two little kids snot-nosed brats, one puny blonde kid and a red-headed fatty, came up from behind us.
FATTY: What're you doing? Are you guys from Tokyo?
ME: *looks at Sherry*... Sure kid, whatever.
PUNY: No they're not, stupid, they're from Singapore!
ME: Yeah, Singapore has some great Chinese food....
PUNY: I bet you don't even like Minnesota. (Sherry was wearing a Minnesota hoodie)
FATTY: Why do you have so many papers? Do you have nothing better to do?
PUNY: I bet you don't even like Minnesota.
They asked a few more questions with more or less stupidity, and it was starting to get on both of our nerves. Then, for no reason, those little *uckers took our books and ran off! The hell was that for?! We followed them upstairs to the kids section, where we found them sitting in the bean bags. Our books weren't with them. Sherry interrogated them as I got a librarian to get them to show us where the books were, and it did work. We got our books back, and we went back to photocopying.
However, I had a feeling that they would come back. Fatty and Puny came back with a vengeance.
FATTY: Why did you tell on us? Tattletale! We didn't even do anything.
PUNY: I bet I've lived here longer than you guys... are you guys ignoring us?
ME: *No shit, Sherlock, now leave us the fuc* alone!* Look, we're busy, we have an important project due, you're bothering us, we'd like to you leave now!
They talked nonstop for at least ten minutes while Sherry and I finished photocopying our pictures, trying to get in our way to photocopy phone numbers from a phonebook. Sherry had to get another book from upstairs, so I gathered the papers and sat down at our table to cut the pictures out. Those brats followed me.
FATTY: *picks up cut pictures* Is this guy Hitler?
ME: No, it's Nat Love.
FATTY: How 'bout this one? Is he Hitler?
ME: No.
FATTY: And this guy, is he Hit--
I just about exploded right then.
ME: NO THAT IS NOT HITLER! I DON'T KNOW WHY YOU'RE BOTHERING US BUT WE HAVE THIS IMPORTANT PROJECT TO DO AND YOU'RE BEING VERY RUDE! NOW LEAVE US ALONE!
PUNY: Jeez, we weren't bothering y--
ME: YES YOU WERE!! NOW GET OUT OF HERE BEFORE I HAVE TO KICK YOUR---
I never got to say what I wanted to say, but surprising Jay was there and got to shout at them too. A librarian came up to us and asked us to quiet down, and Jay told them off. They were sent off to some other part of the library, probably making more people pissed off.
I flicked them off as they walked away. Serves their puny asses right.
(btw Sherry, if you're reading this, tell me if I have any details missing/wrong, thanks :D )