Hi Everyone,
You know the Universe never stops giving. After I posted part one, yet before I had time to type it, this blog came about. This is what I mean.
On a whim, I stopped by an organization, saw their latest calendar of events and signed up for one of their workshops. The first of the five day workshop was to start in less than 50minutes. Knowing that I had an appointment an hour after the workshop ended, I rushed home to prepare for both. When I went to the building and found the room for the workshop, several people were waiting outside of it. The time was 3:01.
The person who signed me up did not look pleased as he exited. The people in the room looked as though they were happy but they weren’t leaving. Although the instructor entered the wing a few minutes later she looked surprised to see a group waiting in the hallway but didn’t say anything. So I did. “It’s 3:04. They’re like molasses on a cold Canadian day–not moving. Like at all. And it looks like they don’t want to either.” We looked at each other. Then we looked at them, a group of females (sic) as they moved about the room, yet never moved towards the door. She went to speak to them while I, and everyone else, stood in the hallway–waiting.
“They are a bit behind,” she said when she returned. The person who signed me up for the workshop went to speak to them again. He didn’t look any happier from the first time he spoke to them. The time was 3:07. I was pissed off. This group of females (sic) where IMHO taking advantage of the organization’s good will. They knew they had the space for a certain time, yet they chose to stay even though they were reminded, asked to leave.
The door was open the whole time. They could see us standing in the hallway just as easily as we could see them. As two (finally) exited, they were millimetres from brushing against myself and another member of the group even though there was ample room for them to pass. I don’t do, handle micro-aggressions well. As she smiled at me, I stared her down. When I told someone what happened they called it a street move. Personally, I categorize any micro-aggression as a ghetto move. In my experience low class people resort to micro-aggressions. And really who after being reminded three times that the room they are in is reserved with people waiting doesn’t leave? The answer is low class people.
If they, the females (sic) didn’t get the room for free, it was cheaper than sand being sold in the Sahara Dessert. Faith-based buildings, that pride themselves on helping the community, are like that when it comes to rent. That is why the five day workshop I signed up for was free.
Every workshop has a five minute grace period. Our workshop, if we got in the room now would begin at least 10 minutes late. Even though it was 3:09 before we got into the room there were still two sometimes three females (sic) floating about. Our instructor ignored them for as long as possible. “She has perfect etiquette,” I thought.
Okay so let’s flash forward to the next workshop. The location was changed. Some of us, like me, went to the original room only to find that group of females (sic) in there and the person who signed me up following then telling me and everyone else who didn’t know where the new room was. When I found it, I asked our instructor why it was changed. Her response was, “There was too much commotion.” “Commotion,” I thought, “Is that what we are calling what happened last week?”
From then on, anyone who made it past the front desk, went to the old location before they found the new one and told us about it. That took up a lot of time. This new commotion continued until the fourth day of the five day workshop. If that sounds like fun to anyone, I suggest you get your head read. It was not fun at all.
The organization that held the workshop was entitled to tell those females (sic) to permanently leave the room yet they didn’t at the expense of everyone in the workshop and members of their staff. Although I understand why, I don’t like it. Their behaviour was, IMHO, very disrespectful to everyone. We are all entitled to enjoy our lives. No one person, or group of people, females (sic) or males should be of the belief that their time, lives are of more importance than that of anyone else.
When people show you who they are, pay (very close) attention.
Thank you for reading, A. Rebel’s Rant! ;D
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