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[sstardusty]

i—

some girl just asked me about what happened to my legs and i, sounding completely annoyed, explained that i went for a ball and fell on the concrete.

i tried to make it as simple of an explanation so i wouldn’t have to explain more stuff and i’m like 90% sure that it was very obvious that i didn’t want to talk about it anymore but she couldn’t just leave it at that so she was like

“oh yikes what were even playing?” and i’m gonna tell you now, she was a total giggly bitch and i wanted to grab her by her stupid ass high ponytail and throw her across the room, but i didn’t because i’m a decent human being.

i told her i was playing volleyball and she was like “cool, ya know i actually play volleyball”

and i thought 1 she could just seeeem like a giggly bitch, but she’s actually cool and i’d have another volleybuddy or 2 great she’s gonna start lecturing me about what i could’ve done better and how i should’ve avoided the injury in all.

^thoes we just the vibes she was giving off idk

i was hopeful that it was the first option so i was like “that’s awesome, yeah i was diving for the ball and i got my legs all scraped up”

i thought that she’d somehow understand because literally anyone who plays volleyball knows that diving without padding on hardwood hurts like a bitch, and you’d have to be a total idiot to actually want to play on concrete.

i kid you not, this bitch mumbled under her breath,

“someone’s not very good..”

and at this point i am pissed off beyond belief and i’m just like

“what did you just say?”

and she just kinda brushed it off and she was like,

“i mean if you were a better player you probably wouldn’t have gotten hurt.”

okay now keep in mind that i have been playing on and off since i was 6 YEARS OLD—

and i was just like “who the fuck do you think you are?”

and she was acting all offended like, “all i’m saying is that if you knew how to pass a ball right, that” and she pointed to my legs with the most patronizing look, “wouldn’t have happened”

and i’m starting to think to myself ‘she literally has no clue what she’s talking about? she either just started playing or she knows someone who plays or something, but she definitely doesn’t know shit.’

i took a deep breath so i didn’t start SCREAMING AT THIS IGNORANT ASSHOLE and i just asked

“how long have you been playing?? hmm?”

and she PROUDLY SAID, “half a year, but i’m already really good. i’m not on a team yet but i’m joining this season.”

okay it’s totally okay to play volleyball and not be on a team, hell you could just play for fun whenever you have free time and not even know much about playing on court. that still makes you a volleyball player. you are a person. who plays. volleyball. but if you don’t know much, do not go try to tell someone what they’re doing wrong unless they actually know less than you. you’ll seem like an absolute idiot and it’s just not something you do.

also— TRYOUTS WERE LIKE FOREVER AGO, SO UNLESS SHES PLANNING ON TRYING OUT FOR VARSITY, SHE LITERALLY CANT JOIN A TEAM THIS SEASON.

and i started getting the kind of angery where you can’t even be mad mad anymore you just have to laugh because it’s just so hilariously infuriating and i just looked at her and smiled and shook my head,

“what makes you think that you’re so much better than i am? huh?”

AND SHE HAD THE AUDACITY TO GO,

“uh i don’t know about you but i can spike a ball that’s been set at minus tempo”

AND SHE WAS SO COCKY ABOUT IT AND I THOUGHT THAT SHIT WAS PEAK COMEDY—

i was thinking that one of my friends might have set this up just to get a reaction outta me because they’ve pulled some pretty elaborate stupid pranks on me before so something like that definitely wouldn’t be out of their wheelhouse.

and as i’m genuinely laughing she just looks at me all annoyed and she was like “ugh what are you even laughing about!”

and i just kinda stopped laughing and i was completely in awe of the pure confusion coming from her. like she genuinely didn’t get why i was laughing so i just looked her dead in the eyes and went,

“that’s not a fucking thing. there isn’t such a thing as “minus tempo” or whatever. until you figure out what the hell you’re talking about, you have absolutely no room to tell me how i should play. at. all.”

and i walked away from her.