Yesterday, while signing up for college classes, my path crossed the path of one cross young woman.
I hesitate to call her a young lady, which is why I didn’t. She was rude, attitudinal, belligerent, crass, crude, unrefined, classless and guilty of conduct unbecoming a Headbanging Hostess.
As I stood at the Records Office counter I listened, cringing, as she barked her demands to the poor woman on the other side of the counter. The woman was more than twice her age. Apparently no one teaches respect for your elders anymore. This girl apparently was raised to believe we are all here to serve her and meet her demands exactly as she sees fit.
There’s a word for her. But I won’t use it. I won’t even say the first letter.
But she was.
And I can’t be blamed for pointing it out. I didn’t make her that way. She was very comfortable in the role – making everyone else within earshot uncomfortable.
Good for you, Girlfriend. I hope it all works out for you.
How’s about signing up for Manners 101?
This was one of those times when I wanted to say something. To do something - stand up for human decency. But I didn’t.
The chick wasn’t rational. If I had said something I might be waking up with a black-eye. Or in jail. Or in a hospital.
So I kept my mouth shut.
Is this the best course of action for The Headbanging Hostess in a situation such as this? Do I need to take some Karate classes along with my Culinary Training?
What do you think?