sometimes it’s amazing how rude some people can be and not really know it. it’s for those people that i sort of pity. it is one thing to be rude and realize that your rudeness is improper. it’s another to be rude and not know that you are being rude. not only does this offend other people, but you don’t have the opportunity to better yourself because you don’t realize that what you are doing is simply WRONG.

the other day, i was looking at something and somebody took what i was examining (with great interest, mind you) out of hands so that they could look at it. was i done looking at said object? nope. did i find it incredibly rude that they would just snatch it out of my hands? yup. did i do anything about it? nope. i was in so much shock that they would just snatch it out of my hands that i couldn’t say anything.

i looked around to see if anyone else had seen what had happened and to see if i was being unreasonable at being so shocked…but then my eyes locked on to someone else’s who had seen what had happened and there was this smirk on their face and a knowing nod. yes, indeed, this had happened, and i was justified in feeling the way i did.

i was pretty upset at the time, but now that i look back on it, i actually feel bad for the person. i mean, they don’t even know the bad they did…and well, that’s sad.

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