Yes, I am a snob. All of us quiet types are, your worst presuppositions are realized.
In fact, I am right at this moment judging your hairstyle, the way you
dress, your shoes and your general demeanor; which I find lacking, terribly,
terribly lacking. Oh, and another thing, I absolutely am plotting against
you. At this precise moment I know every single thing
about you, your family, and your friends; knowledge I have gleaned over a
number of painstaking months specifically so I can fire bomb and booby trap
your homes so you will explore into a million bloody little pieces. Because, y'know, it's always the quiet
ones.
We're just seething with homicidal intent being
our sick, pathetic, quiet, judge-y, and aloof selves with our superiority
complexes, waiting for the blessed day when we can destroy you. Why?
Because fuck you, that's why.
Stupid extroverts. You think the world revolves around you. Why else would you assume that a quiet human
being minding their own damn business, who has never even interacted with your
dumb ass, would just erroneously hate you for no good reason? We're stuck up? Seriously?
You ought to know that the true, stuck up alpha type is a loud, preening jackass that wants everyone within earshot to know how awesome they are.
Quiet people don't care about being at the top of
the social food chain; in fact, most of us think it's as ass backward as you
are. So, let me sum up. We are not stuck up, we do not think we’re better than
you and we are not rude just because we are quiet. I
am not obligated to listen or respond to your diarrhea of the mouth narratives,
nosy personal interrogations, or overtures to mind-numbing small talk.
If you're going to call someone rude, at least
learn what it actually means. Asking
someone who is a complete stranger probing, personal questions is rude, talking
all loud on your cell phone in public is rude, and asking people why they're so
quiet is rude. Not being an extrovert or
a cheerleader-car salesman – TV host type is NOT.
