Randoms

Randoms are an odd group of people. They scour the Internet prodding into stranger's blogs, reading about their lives. I don't particularly have a problem with this, as if you post something online, then it's expected that anyone can and will read it. My problem is with the randoms who have the nerve to insult complete strangers on their own blog.

This is exactly what happened to my friend the other day. She posted about this ladder theory stuff. In short, the ladder theory is a "funny, scientific explanation of how men and women are attracted to each other". So, my friend writes about a recent event where a male friend of hers tried to "jump ladders" and become more than friends. After the gentle rejection, she is confused why the guy seemingly committed "suicide" into the abyss (within the framework of the ladder theory) and is now completely shunning her, even though she is fine with remaining as friends and forgetting the whole thing happened.

After several comments in and amongst her friends, a random, let's call him "Jimmy", posts an offensive comment basically putting her down and calling her naive. Of course, this whole post and ensuing rant was all in good humour, yet this random feels that he can pass judgement on a complete stranger. Her friends come to her defence immediately, but it's something that shouldn't have happened in the first place.

So, randoms, you're welcome to come and snoop around, but in case you've forgotten, in real life, it's impolite to tell people off in front of their face; the net's not so different, so treat people with respect online!

Speaking of randoms, this reminds me of a random i ran into at the grocery store. The cashier, an early 20's chinese guy and pretty fob, is scanning in my groceries very unenthusiastically, though other than that, not doing anything out of the ordinary. He made the absolute minimal amount of conversation and just grumbled everything. Just as I'm putting the bagged groceries into my shopping cart, he's like "Oh, where'd you get your hair cut?" I was like "umm.... (shocked that he was actually saying something to me) I haven't gotten a hair cut in a while". I've actually been wanting to get a hair cut for a while, but have just been too lazy. He was like "oh". And I was like "it's been about a month". And he was like "oh, that's not long". He gave me a funny look (or was checking out my hair), and we both said "bye" and I left. It was kinda awkward.

I was gonna get my haircut on Saturday, but was too lazy. I'll probably get one this Saturday. I'm getting a little bored with my hair. I've had like the same hair cut for a while now and think it's time for a change, but I'm not sure what to do...