Just roll with it man. Superiority complexes are just one of those things that everyone on the internet has, even though they've probably done/said an equally large amount of equally dumb shit. The only people in these stories I'd say are outright dumb are the girls who plunged their unprotected hands into random chemicals in a lab.IamQ said:
Stupid Classmates.
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Strangely enough, nursery workers are not allowed to bite other people's children.Froggy Slayer said:
All the replies agreeing with the bite-them-back approach are somewhat concerning, lol.
Though I will say, when me and my sisters threw a tantrum in the middle of the shopping centre, my mum threw a bigger tantrum, stomping feet and all. We were so embarressed we never threw a tantrum in public again.
Meh. I was around idiots for quite a while.
When I was in *Country Name Redacted* I attended a private school, simply because the state schools were utterly insane and did not teach classes in English (By insane I mean corporal punishment, rampant abuse, hell, a friend from a state school witnessed a rape in class once). Most of the kids I was around were expats, with a few of the locals thrown in.
I remember one girl who was utterly thick. We were in chemistry. She refused to believe that when the Bunsen flame was blue it was hot because blue means "Cold". To prove this, she stuck her hand into the flame and burnt herself rather badly. Not the brightest girl in the world, she spent most of the time sleeping with local lads (This is from the age of 14) and has since got her entire family deported. Last I heard she was in some council estate in london with a little kid and no idea who the father is.
We had the usual army boys. Morons most of them, intensely racist and not too bright. Referred to the locals as "Towelheads", stuff like that. I remember a friend (I could not really choose who to befriend, very small pond) standing in a shopping mall and stating that if I pointed at anyone he would give me 10 reasons why he hated them.
I was bullied throughout for various reasons. Some of which were my fault, I was a short fat ginger kid (An oddity, for many of the locals I was the only ginger they had ever met) and I was horrendous at sports. Bar rugby, which I quit due to the level of abuse that was hurled at me. But the main indicator of just how fucking stupid my classmates were?
I came top of my year during my GCSE's. I did not get a single A. 4 B's, 5 C's, 1 D and a Merit in DiDA. I barely worked that year (Goddam mistake) and I still remember how amazing it was when I got back to *country name redacted* and went to a state 6th form. I was no longer "Special", I was an equal, with people who could hold a coherent conversation.
Not to say they were not a bunch of assholes, bitches, wankers and general dickheads, but that is another story.
When I was in *Country Name Redacted* I attended a private school, simply because the state schools were utterly insane and did not teach classes in English (By insane I mean corporal punishment, rampant abuse, hell, a friend from a state school witnessed a rape in class once). Most of the kids I was around were expats, with a few of the locals thrown in.
I remember one girl who was utterly thick. We were in chemistry. She refused to believe that when the Bunsen flame was blue it was hot because blue means "Cold". To prove this, she stuck her hand into the flame and burnt herself rather badly. Not the brightest girl in the world, she spent most of the time sleeping with local lads (This is from the age of 14) and has since got her entire family deported. Last I heard she was in some council estate in london with a little kid and no idea who the father is.
We had the usual army boys. Morons most of them, intensely racist and not too bright. Referred to the locals as "Towelheads", stuff like that. I remember a friend (I could not really choose who to befriend, very small pond) standing in a shopping mall and stating that if I pointed at anyone he would give me 10 reasons why he hated them.
I was bullied throughout for various reasons. Some of which were my fault, I was a short fat ginger kid (An oddity, for many of the locals I was the only ginger they had ever met) and I was horrendous at sports. Bar rugby, which I quit due to the level of abuse that was hurled at me. But the main indicator of just how fucking stupid my classmates were?
I came top of my year during my GCSE's. I did not get a single A. 4 B's, 5 C's, 1 D and a Merit in DiDA. I barely worked that year (Goddam mistake) and I still remember how amazing it was when I got back to *country name redacted* and went to a state 6th form. I was no longer "Special", I was an equal, with people who could hold a coherent conversation.
Not to say they were not a bunch of assholes, bitches, wankers and general dickheads, but that is another story.
Well my class was all fine, on the guys side, the 6 of us got along fine and none of us weren't nearly as retarded as several of the 16 blonde females in the class.
One thought currency was the currency in Italy.
One thought Americans were called USAists.
One thought Hitler and Adolf Hitler were two different people.
And most of them smoked, which turned our boys vs girls gymclass quite fun when let's say we were playing football (or as you Americans call it, soccer, weirdos) they had all 16 girls on the field vs us 6 guys. They couldn't even get to the goal so our gym teacher had to step in as their goalie and go "LAST GOAL WINS!" for them to have a chance, which they didn't.
Most of them were bitches and didn't care to get to class until it had started and several complained that everything was so hard and complicated, which was only due to the fact that they were never listening to the teacher.
It's a wonder I didn't go rampage on them.
One thought currency was the currency in Italy.
One thought Americans were called USAists.
One thought Hitler and Adolf Hitler were two different people.
And most of them smoked, which turned our boys vs girls gymclass quite fun when let's say we were playing football (or as you Americans call it, soccer, weirdos) they had all 16 girls on the field vs us 6 guys. They couldn't even get to the goal so our gym teacher had to step in as their goalie and go "LAST GOAL WINS!" for them to have a chance, which they didn't.
Most of them were bitches and didn't care to get to class until it had started and several complained that everything was so hard and complicated, which was only due to the fact that they were never listening to the teacher.
It's a wonder I didn't go rampage on them.
Too bad, it would have been a great bible joke if he meant to make it. Either way, I'm totally stealing that if I ever have to write a "dumb Christian" character.Matthew94 said:
Oh, since you probably have no idea what I'm talking about, I meant as a reference to Jericho in the Bible.
Yes, but you're not discussing "things." You're insulting people. That's not what this board is for. (And please, do as all the intellectual courtesy of not trying to paint your comments as something other than insulting.)Wolverine18 said:
This after you made specific mention of the "Sheldon complex?" It might occur to you that we don't need you to protect us from the untruths of the world. I won't speak as definitively as you do, but I'll offer this -- Would you consider that someone who seems to greatly enjoy targeting what they feel are the disingenuous motives of others, speaking in very absolutist terms, might just have a similar superiority complex and need for attention that they're pointing out in others?
I'd say it's possible.
Don't pretend you're being helpful. Pointing out the weaknesses in others, especially on the internet, is a brilliant way to avoid recognizing our own weaknesses. It could be that's what you're doing. Or it could be that you get criticized a lot in the real world -- by friends/teachers/parents/bosses/etc. -- and this is where you come to vent that frustration. It could be a lot of things, but you'll notice I'm not telling you what you think/feel/are.
If you'd learn anything about teaching people things like this, it's that people don't respond well when their weaknesses are pointed out in a confrontational way (see, for instance, your response to this very post).
Slapping someone with what you feel are "hard truths" is still slapping them, and they'll justifiably respond to the slap before the truths. Instead, trust that the world will eventually corner us all so that we have to deal with our own weaknesses, and there's no one to blame but ourselves. Focus on your own weaknesses, and leave all these others (who you're so much better than) to learn in their own time.
I know he had to pay for minor damages to the car, and he got 20 hours of J.U.Gs (Justice Under God, Jesuit school form of detention). I think any normal kid would've gotten suspended/kicked but his family was really influential (rich, politicians, etc). I don't know if the teacher got compensated for the books, but they didn't move the kid to another class or anything. We did get a permanent sub, though, for the rest of the year like a week after it happened.IamQ said:
I don't think he was treated any differently, the rich kids generally did stupid shit like that, I really don't know I didn't hang out with the rich kids since I was one of the poor kids in the school. I don't know if it was before or after the book thing, but at someone's party he pushed an exercise machine (I think a BowFlex?) from the 2nd floor into the pool. The kid who hosted the party ended up having to call the cops on his own party because it got so out of hand.IamQ said:
It was humorous as a freshman until we realized that they basically handed them out like candy. If you swore you'd get an hour per letter in the word. If you had extra pockets on your pants you'd get one per pocket (this was when things like cargo pants and carpenter's pants were in style). They gave them out for the dumbest things imaginable.Phasmal said:
Not sure if this classifies as stupid, but I found it to be very stupid, if not strange and disturbing.
Back in my Freshman days at my high school, I was attending an English class with an eccentric girl that sat next to me. She wasn't particularly stupid or a bother, but she always had a strange habit that baffled me until I was older.
I would always be prepared for school, always having the necessary supplies with me. In English, since we wrote a lot, I always carried around a little bottle of White-Out (used to cover up an ink mistake on paper and write over it). Everytime I took out my White-Out, she would always ask to use it. At first, I though she was legitimately using it for her paper, but one time I happened to look at what she did with it, only to find out that she would just sniff and inhale the smell/fumes that resonated inside the bottle.
I actually asked her once why she did that, as it smelled horrible, and she quickly replied, "Because it smells good and I like the smell." I later learning that smelling different forms of paint chemicals could actually get people high and this was probably likea small hit to her. I didn't know this, though, so instead I purchased an odorless form of the White-Out. When she could no longer smell the White-Out, she ceased to ask me for it.
Back in my Freshman days at my high school, I was attending an English class with an eccentric girl that sat next to me. She wasn't particularly stupid or a bother, but she always had a strange habit that baffled me until I was older.
I would always be prepared for school, always having the necessary supplies with me. In English, since we wrote a lot, I always carried around a little bottle of White-Out (used to cover up an ink mistake on paper and write over it). Everytime I took out my White-Out, she would always ask to use it. At first, I though she was legitimately using it for her paper, but one time I happened to look at what she did with it, only to find out that she would just sniff and inhale the smell/fumes that resonated inside the bottle.
I actually asked her once why she did that, as it smelled horrible, and she quickly replied, "Because it smells good and I like the smell." I later learning that smelling different forms of paint chemicals could actually get people high and this was probably likea small hit to her. I didn't know this, though, so instead I purchased an odorless form of the White-Out. When she could no longer smell the White-Out, she ceased to ask me for it.
That might be the biggest dick move I have ever heard. A small part of me just lost its faith in humanity.Rednog said: