Why I hate those who complain.
Before I started i wanted to say this is Blog #1 of a new series on this blog,
School Rants.
I hate those who complain, AKA Those who tell on others.
They just want to get you caught by the teacher and they take lots of pleasure of that fact, most of the time it has ABSOLUETLY NOTHING related to them, but it has to be known by the whole class, doesn’t it?
And i have an example for every single one of these reasons i hate them
One time, i had bought a purple pen instead of a blue pen to school, so when i started to write with it and realized my mistake, my bench partner had already stood up and complained to the teacher, since it wasn’t allowed to write with any colour but blue.
I screamt at the guy but that’s a different story, the point is that i had done nothing to anger, or annoy him and yet he got me in trouble.
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Which brings me to the main point of this post, The actual reason to complain.
Complaining was created for a different purpose but people have abused this system that it now means something totally different.
The actual reason is for letting others know when you are being hurt or bullied by someone, in those situations you 100% need to tell someone about it.
But we are using it now to point out the smallest of mistakes everyone else makes, and have a smile on our faces when they get caught.
Most of the time, they don’t even know the whole story before they go to complain.
It’s like if a cop was chasing a robber and someone just looked at it and said “That guy is beating him up!” And then, the cop looks like he is the bad guy.
Then there are the people who are more obsessed with spying on you, waiting for you to make just one wrong move than they doing their own work.
THAT ISN’T RIGHT.
We can stop this by trying to ignore these complaints, because the only way they stop is when nobody cares about what they are speaking.
Some complaints at school are so dumb that they are just wasting your time, nothing else.
Once, i had completed my work and was just scribbling on the last page, and the dude who was sitting like, on the opposite end of the classroom got up and complained about me not doing my work and instead scribbling.
The audacity of that guy, i swear if the teacher wasn’t there i would have gone and slapped him.
Anyways, i told that i was done with my work, showed the teacher the work and the teacher told him to focus on his work rather than mine.
Hey, there’s a happy ending after all.
I hope that this was understandable to you all, and thank’s for reading and using your time.
