I know most of the time I'm not the most mature of people; considering I'll be hitting the big 3-0 later this year, I certainly don't act like I'm that close to it. But sometimes really annoying people really bring out the immaturity in me.
Generally this is because they are being unbelievably immature themselves.
For example, today. I was sitting on a train into Glasgow Central from Croftfoot (not a regular journey for me, I was staying over there last night though) and after we had went by a few stops, two girls got on. Very noisily. You know sometimes you see someone and instantly KNOW they will be annoying? Yeah, that was those two. I saw them rush past the window to board the train and sensed it straight away. Did this mean I had a pre-conceived opinion of them? But of course. They lived up to it though!
So they sat down on the set of four seats just along from us and the first thing they did???
OPENED THE WINDOW AS FAR AS THEY COULD.
So . . . Glasgow in February. On a train. With the window open.
Instantly I was like "What the fuck?" But what can you do? You could say something but I've never been good at confrontation. I said to my travelling companion how I would love to be the sort of person who just stood up, walked over and pushed the window shut again. I prayed that someone ELSE would say something. But oh no, all was quiet. Apart from those two, who on top of making the whole train carriage fricking cold, were also talking unnecessarily loudly.
We settled for constantly referring to one another about how cold we were, and how it was actually colder inside the TRAIN thanks to the draught than it had been outside (totally true!) They caught us, on several occasions, GLARING at the open window. Did they do anything? Did they even REACT??? Oh no, in that typical "we only care about ourselves" way, they didn't even seem to NOTICE.
To add insult to injury? The ticket guy (who had been up to us asking for our tickets within about two minutes of us sitting down on the train) walked past them TWICE without even checking to see if they had a ticket. And I would hazard a guess that they didn't already have one before they boarded. Arses.
Anyway, as we left the train (they never shut the window at that point either. And why would they? They clearly didn't care about anyone else.) I found my bitchiness coming out in one big explosion as we walked behind them and I mocked everything about them, from the stupid way they walked to the stupid clothes they were wearing. Seriously, they were first-class messes but . . . they were only about 13 - just about the sort of age where you start being allowed going into Glasgow on the train themselves. So there I was, at least twice their age, regressing back to their age.
I should feel ashamed about that I guess. But you know something? I don't. Sometimes it's fun not to act my age.
And they fucking deserved the slagging anyway!!!
Now I realise that this is probably the wrong day for all this rage, I should be all "peace and love and Happy Valentines Day and all that". But then again, why SHOULD I? I'm alone on Valentines Day! (I've never liked Valentines Day ANYWAY - more on that tomorrow probably, although once it's over, I might not feel the need to rant anymore - but being alone on it sucks even more). AND on top of that my little sis is off to Lanzarote in the Canary Islands tomorrow (which is like my favourite place in the world!) so I am unbelievably jealous about that too.
I attempted some retail therapy to cheer myself out of this funk earlier though. So I purchased this and this! I also got an awesome ice-cream cone necklace from Accessorize but I couldn't find a link to that. Anyway, by the time I got home, accompanied by wine, I did feel slightly better. Now I'm having a film-fest and planning to eat some of my flatmate's Valentines meal. (It's okay - she offered!) So far, I've watched "Clueless" (which, as you probably know, is my all-time favourite film!) and now I'm onto "Romy and Michelle's High School Reunion". Freaking hilarious movie! I think "27 Dresses" might be next on the agenda.
So I guess that I'll wish those of you IN relationships a nice Valentines Day with your significant others, and those who aren't . . . I hope you have awesome plans, or are just going to enjoy being a couch potato like myself!