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Consider the Consideration

I'm aware that a lot of my Takes make me out to be this perfect person with no flaws. Or at least, that's how I've been reading them after I post them. Nobody has said anything, so maybe I'm just be critical of myself.



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But. Something that has been pissing me off since the beginning of my school life.


The lack of consideration.



I get that I'm invisible to the world. Nobody can see me, I'm the celephane guy from Chicago. I get that. You don't care that I'm there, you don't care that I don't like you standing right behind me when I'm trying to finish at my locker, and you don't care that I'm sick of spending ten seconds so you can get to your locker, but then you take ten minutes when I need to get to mine and you're still there. Talking. Not doing anything. You know I'm waiting. I stand back at the tables to give you space and you don't care.


So why do I do it?



I actually have no answer for that.



But why can't you? Why can't you think, oh maybe this chick who I'm practically pushing into her locker is claustrophobic. Maybe I shouldn't be doing this. But no. I'm going to anyway because fuck the chick who's done nothing to me but have the locker above me. I mean, it's not as if she has a reason to have the top locker. Only a bunged hip that stops her bending down.


Yeah, no. I'm sick of it.


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I hold doors open for people, and yeah every now and then a door will be held for me, but normally it's because there's someone they know standing behind me.


I will apologise for somebody else running into me, but I get no apology. I move out of peoples way but they never move out of mine, so I will always end up on the nature strip while they get to keep walking forward not even noticing my presence.


I will stop and try to help that person crying in the corner, but when I'm crying I get left alone. I might prefer being left alone when I'm upset but I appreciate the thought of being checked up on.


I have sat on the floor because there were no chairs and that guy wanted to sit with his friends to talk about that teachers boobs. While I'm crosslegged on the cement, trying to do homework.


I get that you're upset, but you know, I kind of just told you about the same thing happening to me... and you know, I kind of had it just that little worse. Can you acknowledge that at least? Jesus you've known the cat for a week. I had mine for over a year. I think I'm allowed to tell you to shut up when you say you love it already and don't want to get rid of it even though you can't afford it. I had to get rid of mine after having it for a year, and you just dismiss that.



So yeah. I like to think that I'm a considerate person. I'm always worried about whether that person is annoyed with me for whatever reason, but you know, nobody ever seems to notice I even exist, so why do I bother? Because if I didn't then they would notice I exist, and they will start being bitchy to me. Oh don't worry, it's happened before.


You people hate it when I block your way accidentally, so why the hell do you spend your time talking in the middle of a walk way, then get pissed when I ask you to move out of my way?


I can't say a word to disrupt the class, but you can talk all the way through it?



Deep breath, Bailey.



Okay, sorry about my little rant.



I can be inconsiderate myself, most of the time I don't realise I'm being inconsiderate and I get that's probably the case with most of the people around me. They don't realise what an inconvenience they're being.



But still. It's not all about you. The people around you exist. I bloody exist dammit.

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