Cut the Crap #9 - Bloggers Who Don't Stay Up To Date

What is with some bloggers, right?

Like keep your blog up to date, are you kidding me?

You can't go weeks without a new post, that's just straight up disrespectful to readers.  People wanna hear your opinions on inane bullshit.  Get with the program.

Cut the crap, bloggers.

Cut the Crap #6 - Walking on the Right Side

I've had a lot of requests to get this issue out in the open, and I couldn't agree more.  I guarantee all of you had experienced this grotesquely annoying problem:

Move to the right damnit!

You're walking around campus, maybe jamming out to some quality music, and then someone starts walking directly towards you from the other direction.  Now, being an intelligent and level-headed person, you are walking (correctly) on the right side of the path.  But this guy just comes strolling along at the speed of a hyena with no signs of moving to the other side.  Then comes the awkward moment when he finally sees you and he does this sort of awkward indecisive shuffle with his feet, and you barely avoid a full-fledged tackle in the middle of the pathway.

What is it with these people?  Is it not Walking 101 to always walk on the right side of a pathway/sidewalk?  And don't even get me started on the people who decide to use the left door when the right door is perfectly available to pass through.  It just screws up the entire system until someone comes along with enough stones to end the chaos and open that damned right door.

Cut the crap, uneducated and absent-minded people.



-Major

Dance-off!!

Who wins this stadium dance off? The creepy Ottawa Senators fan jamming out with his bro to a little Rebecca Black, or the kid going bonkers at the Celtic's game after he had his first beer. No matter who you pick you still have to give props to the kid who gets up from next to his mom and starts absolutely tearing shit up in his section, working the crowd like a champ. That must have been really weird for him once the song was over and he went back to just looking like that kid from All That.

Falling Down in Public Areas

So I'm gonna share something extremely personal right here, right now, for your entertainment:

I was walking up the steps near our campus library, and just absolutely ate it.  Out of nowhere, my boot catches the top of a step and I'm on the freaking ground in less than a second.  And this wasn't one of those graceful falls where you kind of keep going with the flow of your walk and act like it didn't happen.  This was a bad one.  This was a backpack-comes-over-the-top-of-your-head-as-you-lay-on-the-ground-for-a-second-contemplating-whether-it's-even-worth-getting-up-because-of-the-possible-embarrassment type of fall.  I stood up, laughed at myself, and kept going hoping that no one that I knew well had seen.  For the twenty or so people around that did see: I just conceded the fact that I lost twenty potential friends.

This made me think about how people react when they witness someone fall.  There's a couple types of reactions.

1) The "Are you okay?" Fall - This happens when someone either slips on ice or something else that was not directly their fault.  Because of this, the witness to the fall is not worried about causing further embarrassment by acknowledging it, and politely asks if the victim is alright.

2) The "I didn't see that, because if you know I saw it, then you'll feel even worse about yourself" Fall - This happens when a person just completely wipes out.  We're talking my kind of fall.  A fall where people just feel bad when they see you, so to make you feel less bad they pretend they didn't see you.  At first this seems rude.  Ignoring a person who just felt the ground rub against their face.  But unless they're visibly bleeding or spasming on the ground, it's better to just pretend it never happened.


- The Major

The "Holding the Door" Problem

Everyone knows this feeling.  You're walking into a building and you open the door, but you see someone on their way towards the door also.  But when they're not immediately behind you, what do you freaking do?  Do you wait the few seconds until they reach the door?  Or do you just walk right on in, pretending you didn't see them behind you?  It's a tough and awkward situation.

Is there some sort of distance requirement?  "If the person is 10 feet or less away from the door, you must wait and hold it for them."  How far is 10 feet anyways?  What if they're 10.5 feet away?  Do you just screw 'em over and keep on walking so the door closes by the time they get there?

On the other side though, it's freaking weird when someone holds the door for me when I'm still a good distance away.  I mean, am I expected to quicken my pace to get to the door faster?  It's so friggin uncomfortable.

In situations like this, don't stress about it.  If you end up seeming like a dick, forget it.  Let them open the damn door.  This is Massachusetts, people.  We don't expect courteousness and we don't dish it out.

- Major