Thursday, April 3, 2008

I hate it when...

So, today, in class, I took out a piece of gum. It was Orbit, mint mojito. I love Orbit, but the packages never seem to stay shut, so the gum suppyly depletes much faster than I'm eating it, and then a month later I find a stray piece of gum in my purse or backpack. So, I hate Orbit packages. Anyway, I pull out the gum, and notice that I'm chewing one of the last three pieces, but it's okay, I should be able to make it through the rest of the week. Just as I'm putting it back in my bag, this idiot that I don't even like one little bit who actually drives me nuts asks, "Hey, can I have a piece of that?" I was so mad! I felt like saying, what is it about me that makes you think that I want to give you a piece of gum? With every fiber of my being, I wanted to say no. I didn't even say anything. I tried to act totally miffed, I rolled my eyes, pulled out the next to last piece, and handed it to him without a word. It was the guy who made me suffocate on the fieldrip. GRRR! The nerve of some people. I hate hate hate it when people ask me for gum, with the exception of the secretaries I work with, my close friends, my family, A, and my primary kids when they are having a hard time focusing in sharing time.

3 comments:

Ana said...

No sharing the mint mojito! Also the melon mint flavor is excellent!

Maybe, however, your non-friend had peanut butter and garlic and coffee for breakfast, so try to be sympathetic. You could keep some Doublemint on hand for his or her mooching.

Marta said...

That sounds like a really disgusting combination for breakfast. I know I'm being unreasonable, but I don't think people realize how precious gum is to me. It also would have been funny if I'd given him the ol' half like mom used to.

Rachel said...

Whew. I was totally paranoid there for a second. I hope the gum thing is a two-way street for us.

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