Mr. Obnoxious
I was inside a UP-Philcoa jeepney when it started to rain. Thank God I had an umbrella coz I was all dressed up that night. I actually had an appointment and couldn’t imagine myself with rain marks on my polo and slacks. That wouldn’t be a nice sight! We were waiting at the Vinzon’s terminal for the jeepney to be filled up. I was looking at every passenger going inside when I noticed two familiar faces. One jerk and one bitch. They’re both from an engineering org but obviously, they’re not..you know, they’re definitely not in a relationship. They just can’t be..you know, errr…anyway, they sat right in front of me. They were discussing about this stupid sale and of course, I pretended I wasn’t listening. Did they recognize me? I suppose so..and it’s so easy to act as if you don’t see somebody you don’t feel like greeting.
Oh hell, what’s with these people that made me hate them anyway? Okay, let’s start with Mr. Jerk. It was Engineering Week 2005 when I assigned myself(yeah, I had no other choice coz of not-so-committed members) as our org’s event coordinator. We had this event with eight participating eng’g orgs and yes, the fools’ org was one of these. On the day of the event, it was their org versus another we’ll-die-for-EWOC org. I explained the rules…blah blah… actually I was a bit disappointed coz the players didn’t even read the mechanics of the game that I sent them days before, which meant I had to tell them everything in detail. I made it clear that it should be the event coordinator’s decision that must be followed in case of any conflict throughout the game. Okay to make it short, as expected, there was a conflict. I made a decision but the other org protested as if I took hundred points of EWOC from them. Pathetic! Then here comes Mr. Jerk who started to yell at me, together with his comrades, and said things like “How can you be so biased blah blah”. I felt so irritated and insulted. Well first of all, we knew each other. We were introduced thrice by some common friends and we became classmates in a certain ES subject. We weren't close but we were definitely okay. So I was so shocked that all of a sudden, he was yelling at me in front of other people as if I was a total stranger. I would have understood if he’d protested with a lower tone, but no! Okay, I shouted “Please, calm down. Let’s have decency.” I asked one representative each from the two orgs to resolve the problem. In less than 5 minutes, the event finished successfully. See? Nothing can be fixed if people won’t talk nicely…But then, I was still pissed off with Mr. Jerk. It has been almost a year and still, I hate him.
Uhmmm..how about Miss Bitch? What’s her story? Well it was enrollment week for 1st sem 2006-2007 when I rushed to the floors of Melchor Hall. I was so excited to sign up for grad application and I went to the reg com table to ask where to pay for the grad fee. I was told to ask Miss Bitch so I gladly approached her coz I knew we were also introduced before(same with Mr. Jerk). I smiled and asked her how much would I pay for the fee. She just raised her eyebrow and asked me where’s the grad app form. Hey, I just asked how much! Okay then she said, “Sign this first!” while handing me the form in a very bitchy manner. I stared at her for few seconds and thought “Does she have an amnesia?”. Hey bitch, we knew each other, didn’t we?
I hated them and I still hate them. Inside the UP-Philcoa jeepney, we were still pretending. When it was filled up, the fools handed out flyers for their stupid sale, saying it was extended blah blah. Honestly, I thought they wouldn’t bother to give me some coz we were pretending, right? I was amazed, that jerk invited me to come and visit their sale. Haha! Hey, nothing’s changed. You don’t expect me to accept that, do you? I thought you don’t know me? Hmm..I just stared at them..with a poker face. After like 5-7 seconds, I looked at my cellphone and checked some messages. Ouch, that really hurts, huh? Now there’s Mr. Jerk, Miss Bitch…
and Mr. Obnoxious.
Oh hell, what’s with these people that made me hate them anyway? Okay, let’s start with Mr. Jerk. It was Engineering Week 2005 when I assigned myself(yeah, I had no other choice coz of not-so-committed members) as our org’s event coordinator. We had this event with eight participating eng’g orgs and yes, the fools’ org was one of these. On the day of the event, it was their org versus another we’ll-die-for-EWOC org. I explained the rules…blah blah… actually I was a bit disappointed coz the players didn’t even read the mechanics of the game that I sent them days before, which meant I had to tell them everything in detail. I made it clear that it should be the event coordinator’s decision that must be followed in case of any conflict throughout the game. Okay to make it short, as expected, there was a conflict. I made a decision but the other org protested as if I took hundred points of EWOC from them. Pathetic! Then here comes Mr. Jerk who started to yell at me, together with his comrades, and said things like “How can you be so biased blah blah”. I felt so irritated and insulted. Well first of all, we knew each other. We were introduced thrice by some common friends and we became classmates in a certain ES subject. We weren't close but we were definitely okay. So I was so shocked that all of a sudden, he was yelling at me in front of other people as if I was a total stranger. I would have understood if he’d protested with a lower tone, but no! Okay, I shouted “Please, calm down. Let’s have decency.” I asked one representative each from the two orgs to resolve the problem. In less than 5 minutes, the event finished successfully. See? Nothing can be fixed if people won’t talk nicely…But then, I was still pissed off with Mr. Jerk. It has been almost a year and still, I hate him.
Uhmmm..how about Miss Bitch? What’s her story? Well it was enrollment week for 1st sem 2006-2007 when I rushed to the floors of Melchor Hall. I was so excited to sign up for grad application and I went to the reg com table to ask where to pay for the grad fee. I was told to ask Miss Bitch so I gladly approached her coz I knew we were also introduced before(same with Mr. Jerk). I smiled and asked her how much would I pay for the fee. She just raised her eyebrow and asked me where’s the grad app form. Hey, I just asked how much! Okay then she said, “Sign this first!” while handing me the form in a very bitchy manner. I stared at her for few seconds and thought “Does she have an amnesia?”. Hey bitch, we knew each other, didn’t we?
I hated them and I still hate them. Inside the UP-Philcoa jeepney, we were still pretending. When it was filled up, the fools handed out flyers for their stupid sale, saying it was extended blah blah. Honestly, I thought they wouldn’t bother to give me some coz we were pretending, right? I was amazed, that jerk invited me to come and visit their sale. Haha! Hey, nothing’s changed. You don’t expect me to accept that, do you? I thought you don’t know me? Hmm..I just stared at them..with a poker face. After like 5-7 seconds, I looked at my cellphone and checked some messages. Ouch, that really hurts, huh? Now there’s Mr. Jerk, Miss Bitch…
and Mr. Obnoxious.
This post is not meant to insult the members of the particular “org”. In fact, I have a lot of friends there.
posted by Eph at 1:35 PM
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