I'M the one who needs better people skills?! Rant

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My writeing isn't super great, because I am still a little irrational.

I went to the college campus to do my school work. I walked in the rain, since I had an umbrella and it was only two blocks. Some class rooms have computers, you see. The computer lab just said "lab", and on some campuses the class room is a lab, so I wanted to make sure. I decided, that since I might want to see books while there, to ask the information desk where the computer lab and the library were. The two sitting there ignored me standing there, and this black guy came up next to me.

As usual with Nureo typicals, they see his charming posture and one of them starts helping him, so the girl next to her, which is infront of me now, says "Can I help you?" with her little grin. I said "Where is the right computer lab and the library?" Her voice sharpened a little, and she pointed behind me. "The library is right there........ The lab is down the hall." Snapping instantly, and swiftly back into her plastic smile and look up posture. (Last time I saw this was in a movie or video where someone gave tips to someone who was "thick minded" )
Me: "I don't see books there." I forgot what she said. It was something about something being in the computers for use. Whatever!

I go to the lab, and the guy tells me that I need to buy a print card so I can print my homework. I guess I can't complain, since my sister watches over computer labs at her college, and nobody needs a card or anything to print their stuff. Some people there were very careless, printing alot of garbage they didn't need. One guy at her school printed a 500 page novel four times. He wanted it done only once, but thought the computers were "lagging". Therefore, i can see why this college here finds it necisary.

I then went to get the print card, and all he did was point down the hall, and barely mumble out the word "cashier". I was confused. The book store had a cashier, but there could be another one. I went out into the hallway and started down the hall, and two people were walking toward me and into me. I dodged, and this other girl infront of me was a little closer than I thought. My f**k FOOT landed on her heal. Great! She imediatly turned around, looking peeoed. "DAM! " I said "Sorry" the split moment she yelled that, so of course she didn't hear me! If I'm as unlucky and cursed as I think, and I probably am, she's in my class and will tell the teacher "This girl disrespectfully walked into me, and didn't say sorry!", so the teacher will use me as some humiliating example!

Which would only hurt and make me feel crappy, so that I would have to walk out of the class room to mentaly chill out before I loose it on someone, and get more specticle treatment! My prediction is the teacher said "where are you going?", and feeling upset as I will, I will cry a little. In turn, that will make me look like the sterio type "Cry baby"/"WHIMP". Wheeeeee! The possibilities.

Back to reality here.. Her little friend shows up to give her emotional support, and I turn around and leave, mumbling to myself as I do. Naturaly, the hall is extra quiet at this point, and habit got the better of me. "Gee, if your just going to b***h. Maybe you aren't worth my time." Oops. I see no cashier that was very obvious out in the lobby, so we go onto the next episode of "look like a ass". I go into the library, and the first girl grins and tells me to talk to another women. I told them, I needed to buy a print card, but the lab tech only pointed. "aparently I'm a little stupid at finding it." I said, feeling frustrated. She took me out into the lobby, and POINTED... at the f*****g sign. Awsome! I look like an ass, not only in the book store, but also to the 30+ people now looking my direction for a moment. Yay!

I then have to stand there, in a nice little spot where nobody is standing next to me, and the seats near by are full of folks. I felt bodily concious that this point, and wanted to leave badly. Cashier took her time, and then let me up to her desk. "I need a print card?"
Her: "Two dollars."
Me: "I don't have the money with me right now, I will have to go back and get it."
Her: "what?"
I always, ALWAYS have to repeat myself. Every person, every dam line. So tired of it... "I don't have the money with me. I'll go get some and come back." Walked all the way to the mini mark parking lot, and broke my dam umbrella right along the pipe in three places. I had to toss it, and just have the key chain now. It broke with just one swish. Went ALL the way home, changes my shirt, let my hair down, and put on my glasses! I felt so shamefully stupid!

Back to the school now, two other people who were in the hall earlier were now stareing at me, like I was some b***h face, and I buy the dam print card. Take three or so tries to get the lab computer to load the one page I need for homework. (all this over one stupid paper -.-) Now, we can't find the print button. I went to the desk and said "I'm ready to print now." He asked me for my student ID. At the other colleges, that have actualy books, it's an ID of some sort, that we carry in our bag or whatever. "I just have my drivers liscence."
Him: "You're signed in aren't you?"
Me: "Yes. Let me write that one thing down." Ohhhhh, he meant that ID, that dick! I told him that I needed to write it down, because it was easier for me. Naturaly, he just HAD to yap on to me that he's oh so busy, and I need to hurry. Of course that only disrupted some attention focus skills that I was desperately trying to hang onto, so I can write.. DOWN the f*****g NUMBER! DAMMIT! So frustrating! What a prick!

I hand it to him, and he shuts up, and types it in. "It doesn't say you're printing anything. Go into the files list and choose print." I go back to the computer. Maybe, like last time, I didn't see it when it was there. Nope, there was no word "file" anywhere on the entire screen! I said "I can't find "file" anywhere. I really would like to go, so if you don't mind, I do need help. Yes, stupid little me." I was so frustrated, and irrational. He took his sweat time, getting over to the desk, and stands right there next to me. "I need a little help." I only said twice. Slowly, he then leaned in a little and said "Do you need me to show you?"
Me: "Yeah...... I do... " The "file' menue was a windows icon. A little shiney bubble icon with "windows" company theme in the four colored squares. (no wander) He clicked on it, and selected print, took the print card, then handed me the paper. I didn't waist a split second leaveing!

shi**y day, huh?
You know, some days are worse than others, however, there are days in which I REALLY appreciate being ignored, or being alone. Others--- not so much.

I know exactly what you mean. I try to be nice only to be met with rude off handed remarks. It's very discouraging, I mean how am I going to keep setting myself up for this. Oh right, it's in my job description.

Honestly, the people at college was one of the reasons that kept me from pursuing it. Everyone trying to "out hip" everybody else. And little ole me, completely obvious to the competing, I stuck out like a sore thumb to say the least. I know I impressed my professors when I really did commit myself, but I rarely did. I saw college as a social skills battle ground, and me without a weapon.

All I can say is there really are some jerks out there, I deal with them all the time, I can't tell you it will get better. But, if you can make it through a day like that, then I believe you can get through almost anything college and it's students have to throw at you.

Sorry, I fail to see how this how any of these people lacked "people skills" and it would appear you're reading too much into their behaviour or blaming them for your bad day-- it also appears that you were misinterpreting instructions, which isn't their fault.

Start tomorrow off with a nice cup of coffee and relax, before you do anything. People can be very strange at times.

Again, you invalidate my feelings, missunderstand my story completly and accuse me in the process. This makes twice now, and you're really pissing me the f**k off!!

"I didn't call you stupid."

When you tell someone it's all their fault that people see them that way?
When you tell them how they feel?
When you explain to them that they didn't go through that?

Why don't the both of you stop getting at my throat?!

FINE! I'm THE DUMBEST b***h IN THE WORLD, AND I DISERVER TO BE BARKED AT, LAUGHED AT, and CALLED A FREAK?!

HAPPY?!

LlendaBalla, I don't think you deserve to be barked at, laughed at and called a freak, but neither should those who responded to your post feel threatened by your comments (e.g. "be careful who you invalidate", which I see you have edited out of your post). While you might not notice it and might not be doing it deliberately, people do get alarmed by your defensive attitude and might feel you are on the verge of attacking or insulting them. I think this sort of defensiveness has been termed "passive aggression".

Nobody seems to have insulted you in this thread, and I for one certainly wish for you to be happy and relaxed in spite of your bad day.

Your "sugar coat" to tell a lie method, so you can further f**k ME IN THE MOUTH makes my distain for this web sight solid! While we are on the subject of bitching. People shouldn't be attacked, labeled drama queens, and silenced IN THEIR OWN THREADS for thinking they have a safe place to vent! Obviously, you rule the web sight, and feel that nobody should ever be upset but YOU!

I talk about feeling stupid, and you tell me my skills are crappy! scroll up, that's what you said! "It's not their fault you can't follow instruction." How is that NOT offensive?! It is, so nice try! To top that, you tear me down with "stop blameing everyone else", despite the word "rant" being in the very title!

So calling me stupid and a DQ is EXACTLY what you trolls are saying! It's time to stop feeding you!

If you're having problems finding something or communicating with people try to be more direct with them and ask for specific instructions. Being genial usually helps. Asking a question with a grin, for example.

I personally like the sheepish approach.