Sunday, May 27, 2007

Give Me One Good Reason

For The Sake Of Humanity

It's becoming increasingly clear to me that there are some people in the world who need a REASON to be nice to other people. Without it, it's almost as if they don't think that they have an obligation to treat people well. Personally, i think that it's important that people at least try to be nice to other people all the time. Whether or not they succeed is a different matter, but they should at least be able to recognise the fact that they're treating people poorly. Shouldn't that make you feel bad? Bad enough not to do it any more? Apparently not everyone thinks that way.

If everyone in the world waited for a good reason to be nice to other people, what would the world be like? It's like one country saying 'i have nuclear weapons, treat me well' - obviously they're going to have people thinking twice about messing with them. But there shouldn't have to be some kind of stipulation to get people to be nice.

I've got my own nuclear weapon. Generally, i keep it to myself. Otherwise, i get the pity-points. People go out of their way to be nice to me. I don't like the fact that people aren't as nice unless they know about my neclear weapon. Tonight, i was surrounded by people who don't know about it. Most people don't ask about it. Even my closest friends avoid it, because it tends to make them uncomfortable (the fact that they should talk to me about it whether it makes them feel awkward or not is another post for another time). I don't really talk about it. Instead, certain people were a centimetre shy of cruel tonight. It bothers me that this didn't seem to make them feel bad at all. It also bothers me that if people had known about my nuclear weapon, then i would've been treated more nicely.

I shouldn't have to give people a reason to be nice. People should treat people well anyway. At the very least, if they do happen to snap, they should apologise. I know when i'm mean to people (yes, i'll admit i can be a bitch too), i always feel so guilty afterwards. Generally, i end up apologising, even if it's not my fault.

I hate it when people who consider me their friend don't really act like they do. Snarky comments more often than nice ones, oblivion when i'm obviously upset about something - if i'm your friend, you should treat me like it. I know i'm always there for you, no matter what it is. I spend hours listening to your problems, i console you, i come up with plausible solutions. You could call me at three am and i'd be happy to help. I shouldn't have to tell you about the nuclear weapon that i'm hiding and you should still be able to see the bulge in my jacket.

I don't like it when people are mean to other people. I especially hate it when that person is me. Biased, i know. But hey, when your friends turn on you, i think you're allowed to be annoyed... or am i being unreasonable? I'm just upset that i've been made to feel more awful than i did when i was carrying round weapons of mass destruction. It's not such a good feeling. What's humanity coming to when we have to bribe people with something so that they treat us well.

Annie

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