This is a bitch session. Not to be confused with a “betch” session which are fun & good times with your best of friends, but a “bitch” session. Not me being a bitch but me complaining about a bitch, which I don’t normally do unless I’m pushed to the edge.
I went to the movies with some friends the other night. We’ll call them Lina & Mina. We had to get in a line. A girl came by who is an acquaintance of Lina’s & recognized Lina, so they started choppin’ it up and she ended up staying in line with us. We’ll call her Devina. Essentially, Devina cut the line & went in with us instead of going to the back of the line.
The whole time we were in line, she kept going on about her blog & how she got free tickets. She said she called the theater & told them she was a blogger and they should give her free tickets because they should want her to blog about them due to her high view count. I stopped listening to her senseless ramblings about her goddess status at that point. My number one pet peeve is egos. I don’t stroke egos unless you deserve it.
When we got inside, Lina got sidetracked when she spotted another friend & started talking to them so we planned to save her a seat. Devina followed me & Mina into the theater & sat right next to us while seats on our other side got taken up by some other friends we ran into. Devina had an empty seat saved for Lina on her other side away from us. When Lina came in, she asked Devina if she could switch seats so that she could sit with us (the people she came with) and she said no because she wanted to be dead center. Really? You cut the line to stand with us and you won’t let us sit together? Really? WTFever! If you are that picky about your choice of seats, you need to show up early. That’s all I have to say about that.
So what do people do in these types of situations? Well, there are two situations here.
1) Friends who want to cut in line with you but you don’t want them to.
2) How do you tell someone they are being a bitch?
In the first situation, I’ve found the best solution is to tell your friends that it’s not a good idea because other friends had come earlier & the people in the back of the line had gotten upset. So what you can tell them is that you will save them a seat when you go in & they can come sit in those seats when they get inside. Once they’re in, they may choose the seats you saved or find another seat. That way, no one gets upset & no one is worried about not getting a seat.
In the second situation, if I had known Lina would have wanted to sit by us instead of her acquaintance Devina, I would have quietly asked Devina to move over one for Lina. If she refused, I would have politely said quite loudly, “Well, you cut the line by forcing your way in to get in with us and it would be nice & gracious of you to let those of us who came together sit together.” And if she still refuses, I’d go & buy a bright red fruit punch that will be accidentally spilling all over her fit.
Now granted, since people save seats, it is unreasonable for people behind you to get upset if they get in line with you. Seriously, what’s the difference, right? But it is the visual evidence that weighs more heavily for those in the back of the line who can see cutters & sudden feelings of annoyance or anger arise natually. These feelings are only really valid & applicable for a General Admission standing room only type of event.
So Devina, there are some words you may not be familiar with so let me teach them to you: Humility, Etiquette, and Tact. Look them up. Oh, and another one: Bitch.
And this concludes my bitch session. If you have any thoughts, feel free to chime in. What would you have done?