The girl

So let me put all the sadness apart. I've remembered something which really is getting under my skin. A girl. No, not a girl as in little people girl. A girl, perhaps 16, who behaves just as a one year old child with potential criminal behaviour. She is also the bossiest female I've ever encountered. Now I do not think that degrees and doctorates give anybody permission to boss anybody about, but someone who cannot spell the word circular correctly has no right to be bossy either. And they smile, a smile with flushed cheeks. It is outrageously disgusting and makes me want to slap the cheeks silly so that perhaps they can wake up and smell the disgust. I do not think that proper schooling is what makes or breaks a person, but I do think that proper behaviour clinches the deal. Calling little people, and I quote, 'Satan's crosses', (and there I always thought Satan was an opponent to the Cross) is something which made me shudder in the chair I was sitting on. My ears (and yes my listening is very finely tuned although they are small little ears) informed my brain that something was wrong. My eyes (and yes I can still see properly enough through my specs) informed my brain that this girl just needed a good old hiding. And yes I have complained, I still stand up to be spoken, I will not complain while smiling cheesily behind another's back. And my complaints have produced and even cheesier answer, oh because she's so young miskina. Miskina? Is being 16 an excuse to behave like Eva Brown, is being 16 a good excuse for being stupid, is being 16 another excuse for not being able to write the word circular? Hell, no. And if 16 is an excuse for being childish, then how about being childlike and not childish? Sorry but I see no miskina. I see someone who makes me seethe, someone who thinks that she is actually Eva Brown. And while Ms. Brown might have been a miskina because of her disastrous mental health, this girl is no miskina. And yet she makes the men flush, and me want to throw up. She makes the men give a head laugh and me want to throw up. some more. She makes the men talk to her gingerly and me want to throw up even more. And no, she isn't even a pretty 16 year old at that. She's a 16 year old who waves her pantie line about though. But I'm certain it's not about the pantie line for the men. If they have one saving grace, then it's not that their brains have gone fuzzy over a pantie line. Because they are good fair men, who just bow to the girl's controlling, loud-mouthed ways because they do not know how to stand up to her. The idea of one day behaving just like her to see what reaction I get is tempting. But I am an educated girl who will never call little people Satan's possessions. I will never puff and heave at the sight of a little one just having been injured at the playground. I will never have a VPL either. And I do not need to see men getting all flushed and clumsy at the sight of me. But one day, and one day soon, I am going to have my say. She will not call me, 'aw x'jismek'. If the men are fine with that, then I'm not. Because I have once been 16 and younger and was all alone in the world and had to survive. And that was not the way I went about it. No, no miskina. Maybe I'll just start by asking her how the hell she doesn't know how to spell the word circular... better still I'll ask her about her ability to spell the word 'circular' in three different ways; all incorrect of course.