...how you're a hypocrite one day and a friend again the next?
Just something to ponder upon. This happened to me yesterday, and today.
It was a normal day in the school canteen. I was eating my chicken burger (which nearly burned my tongue off, BTW) when my frenemy, we'll call her Natalie, walked up. By frenemy, I mean she's in my group of friends but to be honest, she's annoying. So she said something along the lines of "That whole sofa is mine, OK? I'm claustrophobic."
OK, hun, let's get a few things straight.
1) Claustrophobia does not mean you can't share your sofa with someone else.
2) Sharing is a nice thing to do.
3) If you didn't want your "space" invaded, you could have sat on one of the chairs. You can space them out however you want, with no problems.
So, my other friend, we'll call her Cassie, sat on the sofa while Natalie went to get her lunch, not knowing that the sofa was *ahem* property of Natalie. So Natalie gets her lunch and goes to sit somewhere else. My other friend, Rochelle, goes up to see why she sat there. The conversation went something like this:
R: Why don't you come and sit with us?
N: Because Cassie took my sofa.
R: Why don't you share?
N: I can't share my sofa! I'm claustrophobic!
R: You could ask her to move.
N: I know she won't move.
R: You could at least ask.
N: LEAVE ME ALONE!
Which is completely unreasonable. Rochelle comes to sit with us again, and at this point there are three of us squashed onto a two-seater sofa - Rochelle, my other friend who we'll call Kellie, and me. There are three sofas, so I go onto one and Kellie goes to sit on a chair, leaving Rochelle and I with sofas of our own. All is good.
Until Natalie comes over, and talks EXTREMELY indiscreetly about her upcoming birthday party to my friend Pippa, which none of us except Pippa was invited to. Actually, Cassie was invited but she couldn't come. But anyway, after this conversation, she turns round to me and Rochelle and says, "Ooh, look at YOU with your sofas to yourself. Hypocrites." So I said, "We're not hypocrites, we said nothing against your reasoning to sit on a sofa by yourself, except it's a bit selfish. Anyway, the sofas were free, so there's no good in wasting a good sofa." She goes off on me a bit, so I say something about how she should learn some manners, for example -
- Coming over and talking about the birthday party we weren't invited to, loudly, is EXTREMELY rude.
- Not having the decency to share a sofa is ALSO rude.
She said, "I wasn't talking loudly, I was whispering!" So I said, "A very loud whisper," so she goes off on my again, and after a few choice words by me she left, with the final words from me being, "Have a nice day!" as she stormed out of the canteen in a huff.
Today, I avoided her. I didn't want to put up with her and her crappy attitude, and I was having a bad day as it was. The last class was geography, and just 40 minutes until a Natalie-free day was over...until she came and sat beside me.
She acted like nothing was wrong, like she hadn't insulted me and called me a hypocrite just one day earlier - on the contrary, in fact. I was utterly bewildered, and just mumbled incoherently when she said something. It was awkward for me, but she was blissfully oblivious, and now I'm confused.