It’s been long since ascertained that I don’t do wine. Never did like the taste, and since I generally don’t drink, when I do have a drink, I much prefer to drink something that does not make me want to throw up. If you like wine, that’s completely fine. I’m not going to start thinking you’re a cretin because you don’t like Jacks the way I do.
That being said, however. It would seem that people who generally do drink wine seems to think that the rest who don’t are lacking in some way. Sure – I am lacking in having found a taste for wine. Does that make me stupid? Probably less so because I still have most of my brain cells intact. Does that make my opinion less worth it?
Seemingly, in their eyes, yes, it does. Then again, it might just be this particular person. One of those that never really pays attention to other people when they’re busy with something else. Or she does not like me and thinks that it’s rude to have an attitude with somebody you don’t like.
This particular person has a new iPhone. Don’t know if it’s the 5 and now she thinks she’s the shit, or if she really just does not care about my opinion, but hey. She wants to download whatsapp on her phone. This, you don’t do on an iPhone. You download everything on to iTunes, and the machine does the rest. Told her this. “Oh yes, he’s mentioned something like that.” Well sweetie, when the man at the phone shop tells you these things, you listen. Because they usually know what they’re talking about. And when somebody else also tells you this, you listen to it, because they might be able to help you. This is the kind of woman that makes condescension more a way of life than an exception. The kind that does not even grasp the concept of condescension. Too big a word you see…
How do people live with their heads so far up their asses they just about roll down the street? How do you not see what’s going on around you?
I don’t much care about who has what phone. It makes not much of a difference in my life. I do, however note which phone makes which sounds – it’s good to know what’s happening around you. Situational awareness – that would be the trick.
Don’t just float down your little ordained path, wafting all over the place, flitting from phone call to phone call – some kind of bloody fairy that never sits anywhere, just flaps here and there.
Will I help her with her phone in future? Probably not. My help is certainly not wanted, and I never push myself where I don’t feel welcomed. So chicklet, good luck to you getting whatsapp on your phone. Or any other app for that matter.
Then again, she might be the kind of female that prefers it when a male helps her rather than another female. By all means.
I’m just slightly miffed that my superior knowledge of the iPhone will not be used by a lessor user 😉
I’ll just sit on the side lines and laugh – much fun!!