Ok, normally I would have no problem flying off the handle and clocking a guy when he is this big of a cunt. Problem is the fucker is a teammate and beating the shit out of him wouldn’t be such a great idea for a number of reasons. The guy is a rich, white kid from Cali who thinks he is the shit (seriously straight out of that fucking show The OC) and needs everything handed to him on a silver platter.
Always has a smart ass comment, especially since he knows there won’t be any repurcussions and for some fucking reason he has decided I need to get the bulk of them. Now it’s fine to give some one a hard time once in a while but I GET TIRED OF YOUR SHIT WHEN IT HAPPENS EVERY FUCKIN TIME I SEE YOU!
So today, he promises to give me a ride to pick up my car that was getting fixed at a dealership an hour away. That’s great of him because I really need to get my car so I can drive to Atlanta to see my doctor. Around when we were supposed to leave I get a call from him, “hey man I actually can’t take you, been doing work this whole time” BULLSHIT MOTHERFUCKER I KNOW FOR A FACT YOU WERE PLAYING GOLF.
I am literally almost shaking with rage at this point, because he knew I had been working overtime to try and get a ride. But am still very nice and mention how I would have appreciated it if he had told me earlier so that I could try to get another ride and/or let the doctor know I had to cancel my appointment. BIG MISTAKE! Don’t criticize rich white kids with an inferiority complex, EVER!
So he proceeds to launch into a tirade about everything that is wrong with me. You are hardly ever at practice (No shit, Sherlock. I’m redshirting cause my goddamn arm is hurt and I can’t play) You don’t even come to our games (I’ve been at every home game except 1 where I was in Atlanta seeing the doctor. If you’ve got a problem with the school not paying for an injured guy to fly out to California take it up with the coach)
You’re a burden (WELL FUCK ME for asking for a favor ONE time when my freaking car broke down! Don’t you have to actually do something for someone for them to be a buren? I also seem to remember driving an hour to pick someone up from the airport so you could “do work”) It’s like your not even on the team (ok, dude I don’t even know what to say to that) Looking back, I am amazed I was able to keep my cool and not lose it until now.