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[potato_head]

To all companies that produce 'winged' pads:

If the adhesive on the wings isn't strong enough to actually STICK to anything, EVEN ITSELF, then the wings are pointless.

Also, to the lady I met at the HS football game last night:

I understand you know my parents. I even kind of know who you are. That doesn't actually give you the right to PUNCH ME IN THE ARM because I'm not double-majoring any more. What the fuck?! I'm pretty sure it was meant to be like, a friendly/joking punch? But it fucking hurt!

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[sugar-for-sugar.livejournal.com]

Also, for crap's sake, let's see YOU do a double major, YEESH. That ain't mandatory for the whole college experience, not to mention most people adjust their majors to fit their lives like umpteen times before graduation. :P

I'm sorry you had to deal with such weird behavior. I hate when people think they can "inherit" other people's kids from knowing them. Or that family/family-by-proxy gets a pass on casual abuse and/or general obnoxiousness.

Like you, I can get the intention behind it, but still, that just strikes me as inappropriate behavior and slightly creepy. I'm not sure how I'd react if it were me.

[portraitofafool.livejournal.com]

Ack--inappropriate touching by strangers/vague acquaintances is so not on. Ever. I hate being touched and my automatic reaction is to hit the person back as hard as I can--which is never good. I've gotten better about it, but jeezy creezy, people, wtf?

Did you tell her not to do that? Because, hi, lady, your behavior = RUDE.

[poto-heart.livejournal.com]

I gave her an extremely weirded-out look. She seemed to get the message since she stopped trying to talk to me and didn't try again for the rest of the game.

[darkangel-wings.livejournal.com]

I hear you on the winged pads thing. Seriously; that shit is useless if they don't even stick!

And yeah, that's super awkward and not okay from the lady you met the other night. What the hell? Even if it was just a joke-punch, that's really weird to do with someone you barely know.

[poto-heart.livejournal.com]

LOL I was just thinking about whining about it some more since I just put on fresh pads. Pads because I have to double-up on overnight pads (really. heavy. flow.) which means I have EIGHT wings to wrangle that are just sticking up all over the place like I decided to stuff an octopus down my pants.

I kind of wish I had said something from her, but my parents were standing right there watching her do it (she didn't just punch me once btw, it was like...repeated short punches) and not saying anything, and I knew I would get in trouble for 'making a scene' later if I did. But the whole thing just reminded me of why I so rarely go to the football games, even though I love watching the halftime show...there was also a guy next to me who progressively moved further towards me, ONTO OUR BLANKET WE HAD PUT DOWN, first stealing dad's seat next to me (it was senior night, where the senior band/chorus/football kids get to meet their parents out on the field and give them a rose, and Paige is a senior this year) and then moving INTO me. As well as sticking his hand into my face whenever he gestured while talking to the woman with him. Literally in front of my nose. And even after I scooted over to give him room, he kept leaning over so our shoulders touched...I ended up sticking my elbow out all casual-like so he would encounter that instead of my rather more friendly shoulder :P