And these are the things I hate the most
So let's be real. Phone calls suck. With the many ways of communicating with text messages, IM, snapchat, twitter, fabo, instagram, kik, email, skype and whatever else might be out there, phone calls should be obsolete.
But they aren't.
Especially at work. And I hate it. If you're going to call someone, state your reason for calling. I do not live for the awkward silence of wondering if you are going to speak or I need to. And I am not going to sit and waste time by hearing you breathe, you creep. Stutter a couple times or spend 3472893 minutes to tell me something that you could've said in a matter of two sentences, I will end up hanging up on your ass. And I don't care.
Now awkward phone calls are bad enough. But what's the worst thing another person can do? Try staring at people for no damn reason.
So there are people walking out there in public flaunting their spongebob jammies, their lovely muffin tops, and clown makeup. And then there's me. Usually in jeans and T-shirt. And you choose me to stare at versus the idiot in the Halloween costume in the middle of winter. Genius.
Whether it's a guy checking me out, or just an idiot staring at me because they think I look nice, am an alien, or Satan's spawn, look somewhere else.
I need to come up with a good comeback to it. I most certainly comment on the staring most times. Because I just dgaf. Or I make a weird face. Maybe I should start mooning them or something. Or actually go out with a horn on my forehead and be a magical unicorn. More fun than being me, for sure.
