It is really difficult to resist the urge to be mean sometimes.
Like the other day my class was in the gc talking about colors for our senior uniform next year (the seniors get a specialized uniform and other perks and such) and I was trying to push for a CMYK color pallette but my class pretty much ignored my existence so whatever, I stopped caring and let them decide amongst themselves. They're big boys they can deal with it.
That's when someone privately messaged me. This bitch named Karma who was all like "I'm sure you know who I am" like- okay, whatever, Karma. And she's all like "did you vote for the uniform color?" So I said no.
She then said to look at the colors and see which one I liked best, and the contest was between these two colors, blue and purple. I went blue because I like it more than purple and if I'm pushing for CMYK, it is in my interest to pick the blue. I tell her this and she's like "oh but... don't you wanna pick the purple though?"
Oh is that what this is? You're not being all nice to me and asking if I voted because you actually care. You just want me to vote for the one you want. Okay, Karma. Fine. I'll vote for the purple if it'll make you shut the fuck up.
Is what I would have said if I wasn't trying to be nice. So I just went "okay purple ig" and voted purple. Then ignored her "thank you" message cause, frankly, you couldn't pay me to give a shit.
I had to actively resist calling every single one of my classmates brain dead assholes yesterday. They're all actually so annoying and I could keep telling stories about how much they piss me off, but I think you get the point.
If only saying "how the fuck did you make it past third grade" was okay.