There’s something that’s bothering me. And since I haven’t had a good bitch in a while, let’s consider this a prime opportunity. I’m bothered not to the point where I actually give a shit, but just feel a little flitter of annoyance on the side.
I saw someone the other day that I knew at school. He was a skinny, Ayrian-haired, typical, like, oke hey, with one fatal flaw.
Delusion.
You know, the geek that thinks he’s hot stuff. Back then he was a little off, but it seems not time nor space away from school (what’s it been, eight years?) has in any way influenced this man’s attitude into something decidely less high school.
The man is a twot. The same twot I knew in Matric.
He’s travelled, he’s educated, and yet, that same level of twotness evidenced back in the late 90s is still very much there.
If we can define his twotty attitude in keywords: I rip people off in front of their faces – I don’t greet people.
The latter being the cole purpose of my bitch this morning.
After enjoying his company as much as to laugh out loud a couple of times, and as most normal human beings do when trying to be polite, I said goodbye to him. And he blatantly ignored me. Why was that necessary?
Peas: “Ok, well cheerio [Twot Man.]”
Twot Man: (his back to me) Silence.
Peas: “Um, ok then.”
He probably thought this was hilarious – he always had a strange, Cartoon Networky sense of humour afterall. I just found this plain rude.
He wore pyjamas to a farewell lunch. Ten out of ten for originality right there, but why ruin a perfectly good catch up session with an "I'm King of The Fucking World" attitude?
I bring it down to insecurity. It can’t be easy out there. But there is nothing more irritating than a man who is still 17-years old, but should well be 26 at this point.
I’m seriously disappointed.
Thank God we don’t hang in the same circles.
68 comments:
Wanker.
Some people are stuck in the past, men especially. Some never mature past 18, they just physically age.
I'm in my thirties, and I still meet people my age who's 3rd question (After "What do you do?" and "Where do you live?") is "What school did you go to?"
It's funny though - when I bump into people from my own school (now 12 years+ later) I still find I get on with the same people I got on with then, and detest the same people I did then - for the same reason.
Twotness.
True Brandon - it's always "what school did you go to?" isn't it.
I really just had more faith in the male species. Which is dumb, because they've done nothing but let me down in the past.
So, what school did you go to?
;-)
Oh bless Jam! ;)
I was home-schooled.
:)
Hehe.
Twot sounds pretentious. Which ultimately means that he's simply trying too hard. Which means that at some point, he will be unable to hold up the facade, and it will come crashing down revealing....nothing...underneath.
Maybe he is secretly in love with Pea's and all his coolness crushes into twotness at the sight...or mere thought of her....
Ag, you always get those!!! Think they are the shit just ‘cos they have an overkill understanding of the concept of fractals. Pssssht, they don't deserve any more energy than that within this comment! You shouldn't give a flying fractal either!
Haha!
He's tongue tied!
I hate those situations. And I have this terrible habit when some prick/bitch treats me badly when out I will usually buy them a drink. A kinda "Fuck you, I am a bigger person than you" drink. I love that this puts them on the back foot!
[Now just to hope nobody who knows me personally figures this out - I'll be broke!]
Fly - doubtful. But probably. Since I'm fabulous. :)
Jam - he's totally tongue ited girlfriend. :)
sheldon - he certainly isn't worth wasting time over, no.
champagne - I'll be the drunken lout hanging at the bar, any bar...
Funnily most wankers will always be wankers unless they are with their friends, then they are in their own group of coolness...
I find this happens more in the suburbs than anywhere else...in the city peeps seem to be more independent and realise their actions count for a lot more...
Yeah, this guy smells of suburbia. Moreover, he smells of small-town Natal as well.
OH! He's a NATALIAN! Say no painful more. ...no shame, some of my best friends are from Natal... *cough*...
There just is definitely a contingent there that could re-dye their pastel cardigans & lower their noses enough to actually acknowlegde a real world around their wealthy hovel. And maybe smile once in awhile (although their plastic surgery might prevent that).
Champagne, at the risk of sounding hypocritical, I'm also a Natalian. But I've moved waaaaay on. Round about the time I moved out of Natal. Like six years ago. In fact, I consider myself a bona fide Joburger these days. I hope that's a good thing. :)
It is an excellent thing. You get to claim being part of the incredible change that this city is undergoing, and that if you are a Jozi Chick then you are a hardcore kickass fun-thriving person.
As for Natalians - I have witnessed the sweetest and the most snobbish both come out of the same family. I don't what it is. But those tall blonde pastel snobs standing in their own private corners at social events drive me frustrated.
Maybe he didn't hear you?
It's funny - you can pick out Capetonians and Natalians at any party. (However, I'm guessing us kick-ass Joburg chicks are also quite distinguishable..;)
I just think that in all parts of this country, Joburg is the most friendly. People here are just sociable. Not to say I don't love my Natal and Cape friends, of course I do, I just think I've moved on.
Girlinthworld - oh he heard me sunshine. That is for certain.
I'm a Jozi girl, who lived in Cape Town for 5 years and now resides in Durbs... where am I standing at the party?
@girlintheworld
Ooo see that's a tough one. I am not an expert but I think Durbanites are different to Natalians. The way I had it explained it, was the snobby Natalians were from sugar farms further north. Maybe you're just well rounded - now you just need some Bloem, P.E. & Springbok time to make you the perfect S.Affer.
@peas - yes, you can always notice the Jozi chicks! We're the loud ones in the centre pushing each other off the tabletop to claim it as our own, and the ones who will be buying one other tequila cos we're not intimidated by other women.
Girlintheworld - you're standing in good stead sweetpea. I'm from Natal, lived in Cape Town and am now in Jozi, so much like you. We've experienced all corners of this crazy little country, which is totally a good thing.
It also means we have the right to opinionate ourselves! Because we are such know-it-alls. :)
champagne - you're very right. Durban people are different from the other Natalians. I'm from the Midlands, like Twot Man, which is super snobby in some respects and less snobby in others. (I'm less snobby, I swear!).
Durbanites are chilled. For the most part.
But I know I have transgressed to the other side: I drink way too much tequila, my driving is somewhat aggressive, I run on no sleep, I socialise like a queen and I wera make-up during the day. God it's great being here! :)
Can someone please tell me what the Natalians have to be snobby about ??? They thrive on our trade, their ocean is polluted, the city is grubby and the humidity never lets you stop sweating... ???
Cape town sure, I can understand...but not Natal...all they've got that's really cool is the new Aquarium....
Fly - the snobby Natalians aren't necessarily from Durban china. Take the Midlands for example: it's green, heavily Colonial, beautiful, farmy and filled to the brim with privately-schooled people. Hence they really do have stuff to be snobby about I guess. Although Twot Man wasn't even privately educated. Interesting.
And another random thought: all four of my serious boyfriends are from Joburg. Coincidence?
'twot' is now officially my favourite word of the day! thank you :)
Zu - it does have a nice ring to it, doesn't it? ;)
People's attitudes post-school never cease to amaze me. I was a pretty marginalised high school kid cos of my interest in music, art, movies and stuff. And the 1st team louts always denigrated me. Nowdays though, we're all just men in the world. However, there are always the one or two who try and lord it over you when you randomly bump into them at a Mall based on their high school status. Its weird and hard to understand. But the recurring explanation is that they are stuck in the past. Life hasn't brought them more than their ephemeral high school glory and they are bitter and retarded as a result.
So true Daytripper. I just don't understand how someone how has travelled and worked overseas, who has a degree from a university outside of Natal, and who has clearly seen the world is still so stuck in the same attitude. If that makes sense. In never ceases to amaze me.
God only knows I wasn't a shy kid at school - I was loud, noisy, disruptive and naughty. But I have hopefully grown up alot since then...
Good morning all!
Was someone looking for a Capetonian?
PS. Peas, did you find the Whacker?
I must say though, girls have the same tendency, if not worse. On visiting old haunts in Jo’burg I have had the misfortune of bumping into some old school bitches, sometimes there is the attempt from both sides to make polite we-have-grown-up-and-moved-on chit chat, but once, not so long ago, some little twotess brought out the old skeeef. Swear.
Good morning Revolving. Yes it's about time a resident Capetonian came to the party!
Did find the Whacker. We had a catch-up session. Nuff said. ;)
Girlintheworld - it happens everywhere.
I suppose we're just the lucky ones to have grown up. Hooray!
Good Morning Pea's and Co
I just walked out of an English exam, feeling elated. Life it seems can be cruel and kind. Anyway soz I been scarce, but seems I didn't miss to much. except of course Pea's learning to love herself while watching tv.
And an arsehole raises his ugly head. I wonder maybe He is the same poes I go on about. Yes they seem to be all over the place, I wonder if he is quite as abd as those who still wear their old school tops at age 26. As if anyone wants to know you were part of the 1989 rugby tour to khazakstan where your team beat the poor unfortunate war torn citizens in a completely one sided game of rugby. I mean christ, rugby isn't exactly their national sport, they would kick our arse in donkey races let me tell you.
Good to be back!
Nice to have you back Godsgimp!
Yes you've missed a fair amount, but nothing serious. Same shit different day really. ;)
What made us all so grown up I wonder? :)
(Recreational drugs? Sex a-plenty? A laissez-fair couldn't-give-a-fuck attitude?) Hmmm.
Well you can maintian that your all grown up. Me Im in no rush. Sure maturity is a virtue, and yes I have it (some) but really im in no hurry to grow up, I nurture the kid in me. The day I walk past a pile of leaves and aren't tempted to jump up and down in it.. well that day is hopefully still a long way off!
And just so you know.. I went to one of those extremely pretentious all boys boarding schools of which natal has so many. So I know all about those guys who haven't really left school in their minds!
Great, it appears that balance has been restored to the world.
(Peas, are you going to be grinning whole day now?)
With regards to twots, well they exist and we all need someone to hate - so they have their place in the universe ( so blackhole far,far away).
@Gimp - ola!
@revolving ola senor grande good day to you
Godsgimp - I also went to a pretentious all girls boarding school. And as much as I loved it, it does seem far, far away...
Ps- My school was in the midlands. god pea's i probably met you before, im sorry if I stared at your arse!
Godsgimp - no sweat my dear, it happens all the time. :)
The funny thing is, many of my best guy friends are from one of these schools. They still hang out alot together, there's a certain comaraderie that is seen when people go to boarding school together, which is great. So I'm all for that. But they too have grown up and moved onto more exciting things.
Wonder if GodsGimp ever groped Peas?
(well the opportunity was there!)
I probably wouldn't have said no.
;)
I get the distinct impression he wouldn't have asked for permission - Like 'Hi, the names Gimp, can I palm your ass?'
or to quote Monty Python 'Can I fondle your buttocks?'
...but a good hands-on approach never really hurts.
its bizarre and fascinating (like a car crash) how little so many people i went to school have changed, except the odd baby or marriage.
I grew up in hell-hole suburbia (sp?) and couldn't wait to get out of the city with small-town mentality, but 90% of the ppl I went to school with never left, never considered it. They date the same boys (or clones thereof), hang out at the same places, and think the old social hierachy of high school still reigns.
And no, I'm not a bitter nerd, pissed off because i was picked on or anything that predictable!
kate - too true. I have mates that have never left my town at all. And the scary thing is they don't want to. They're perfectly happy - and bless them for that.
But it still makes you wonder: surely with a decent level of education and travel experiences comes an open mind? I'm stumped.
One for Peas...
Karaoke evaders almost left singing the blues
Hanoi - In Vietnam, where karaoke is not only recreational but also business etiquette, failing to show your talent can cost you dearly.
Tien Phong (Pioneer) newspaper reported on Wednesday that state oil monopoly Petrovietnam's financial arm PVFC ordered 21 officials to make "self-criticism" reports for not singing karaoke at a contract-signing ceremony near Hanoi on Saturday.
At least eight department heads were facing suspension, said the newspaper, which also published a letter by the group of officials protesting the decision as unlawful.
"We all thought we had completed our company obligation and contributed to the success of the ceremony," the letter said.
"We were only thinking of our family back in Hanoi, the kids and the wives waiting."
A company official said, "No one has been laid off yet but they have to criticise themselves for not participating in collective activities."
Revolving I sense that Hanoi, Vietnam needs me. This is exactly the kind of acrticle that makes me want to go and show the world what I'm made of.
I sense doing it in the privacy of my home and/or strangling cats over a microphone at the Colony freaking Arms is doing me no favours. These people need me!
Good morning Vietnam indeed! ;)
Methinks Jozi girls rule - in the insanity stakes anyway...
Hell yeah Jam. We may be a few brie wedges short of a cheese platter, but we're fucking incredible at that! :)
Having also attended one of those pretentious private boarding schools in the midlands, I can relate.
Yeah, it’s all good and all staying friends with your school friends and getting together every now and again. But it drains me that every time that we get together (especially the guys), the conversation is completely dominated by “oh and do you remember the time our senile English teacher did…” blah blah… the same old stories every time… eish… BORING, and they still use the same ‘lingo’ and ‘boarding school slang’ that they used in 1998.
We not at school anymore guys, you can all act like adults now… and I bet you in 10 years time we will still be having the same conversations. Dats why I tend to limit these get-togethers these dayz
Would you have to sing in Vietnamese?
Sing old familiar favourites like :
'Yu so dum ho'
'Saki tumee won maw thaim'
'Mee sow or nee'
buzzing fly - I find that happens with girls (or boys for that matter) that I haven't had an ample catch up with. The ones I see all the time and have remained my friends throughout this time, we only talk school in situations where people I haven't seen since '98, reappear.
That said, I don't mind doing that. I loved school (when I wasn't in shit), and I made freinds for life there. What I do mind about is when twots like this man still retain the same attitude of someone that's never left school at all.
Revolving - :) I can just see it...
By the way, the reunion you mentioned...was it this last weekend?
Kate - reunion? I was at a farewell lunch for a mate that's leaving the country. And for some strange reason, he was there. On Sunday.
I understand your point peas, yeah its cool if you dont see your school bfriends much but when you see them too often and you talk about nothing else but school it does get draining...
Some of these school friends im speaking of are Twots. have not grown up 1 bit... and its not only around us they speak as such, its also around non school peeps... like its cool or something.
Frankly its just embarrasing and makes them look like super duper Twots.
sorry, guess i read farewell and swopped it for reunion for some inexplicable reason! :)
peas: why dont any of the links from your blog work?
No problem doll face. ;)
My links don't work, because I have no idea how to make them right! Ant's promised to show me and help me rectify them sometime, and Daedalus has promised to help me with my web design. (As long as the pink stays!)
I'm not a tech person. I type on a computer all day long, I know the basics, but that's it. My blog is basically just a place to put my thoughts, so all else falls by the wayside. Hopefully it will come right soon. :)
With regards to the peeps you haven't seen since school, I think the conversation tends to end up on reminising because often that all you have in common.
I've found this meeting up with long lost school friends. Your paths have diverged so much that school is the only common ground.
What I find scary is meeting the person who left school got married and started popping out kids. White picket fence and all that shit. They may not have studied, never travelled (camping in Clanwilliam doesn't count), never really went out on the adventure to experience life proper.
So WTF do you walk about? I have no interest in PTA meeting and inflationary impact on nursery school fees.
Our views on comtemporary art and culture differ somewhat.
Me: 'Have you seen the Picasso exhibition, what were your thoughts?'
SchoolGuy: 'Umm..must have just like little SchooGuy's fingerpainting contest, right?'
Then we inevitably say...
'So when last have you seen OtherGuy from school.....'
revolving, LOL. Camping in Clanwilliam definitely counts as travelling where I come from. :)
That's the bottom line - it's a common denominator, school is. And if that's all you have in common, then school is going to come up. Again and again.
But after all this school talk, Twot Man and I never bought up school once you know. Not even a reference to where it is, who he's seen, etc. It was just the attitude. Somebody ought to cut him down to size. I'm sure it'll happen some day.
Obviously he was a twot in school and was treated as such. Since he appears to have bad memories of his school day, he did not bring it up. Much rather went about proving how much a bigger twot he is now!
I don't think that it ever does - that these guys get cut down to size. I accepted back in varsity when I had to be subject to their derogatory stares & lack of recipricating conversation, that these guys will always be lost in their own little worlds of ego & misbelief.
And as long as those worlds don't collide with mine, I am more happy for them to be deluded.
that's exactly it champagne. Why waste time with people you don't want to be near?
I'm all for giving people second chances. I've done that more often than enough. But then it's time for me to step politely away...
revolving - you've hit it on the button.
They crave attention, thats often why they act like twots.
Hate me or love me , at least you know who I am.
If you just ignore them, you drain that which gives them power - thats how you cut thwm dowm to size.
They just become miserable nobodys....
That's actually just fucking sad :{
If he's reading this, I'll tell you this much: he's laughing his head off. Guaranteed. :)
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