It's official

It's official just how much I hate Mike. I know, I know. Hate is a strong word and shouldn't be used. But in this case, it is totally acceptable.

During lunch, he sits at my table. Not by any of our choices but his own. I sit at the opposite side of the table, and like always, I was talking to Ben. Mike then looked at me from his end of the table and said, "Did anybody give you permission to speak, wench?" and then proceeded to call me a wench and say how I must have permission to speak.
Now, at that point, I lost it. I cussed him out, which was not at all Christian like or lady like of me. I had it tho. Like, seriously. How was I supposed to sit there and take the crap he was dishing out to me?
Well, just a few minutes ago, I decided to look up the definition for wench, just to make sure that I wasn't totally being unreasonable with my flipping out. (Which I really wasn't. He was being sexist and saying how I have to have permission to speak. Not gonna take that.) Here is what the definition of wench says according to Dictionary.com:

-noun
1. a country lass or working girl: The milkmaid was a healthy wench.
2. Usually Facetious. a girl or young woman
3. Archaic. a strumpet

-verb (used without object)
4. to associate, esp. habitually, with promiscuous women

I then looked up the definition of strumpet too. Just to see what that said to see if I was being unresonable again. Here is what THAT said:

-noun
a prostitute; harlot.

So, because he called me a prostitute pretty much, I'm going to tell my second block teacher and schedule a guidance appointment to tell Mrs. Burke exactly what he said. I'll even say who was at the table when it was said and who can vouch for the fact that he said that. I'm not dealing with this crap anymore. It's pathetic and stupid and childish. I hope that for him saying that, he gets kicked out of the academy and gets put on some type of probation at school and suspended. It's sexual harassment (I'm pretty sure) and he has already gotten in trouble for it once in freshman year when he was harassing me. And Mr. S won't tolerate it. And Mr. Lower ESPECIALLY won't tolerate it.
!@#$ I hate guys. Sexist ones the most.

*Mind you, the hatred of guys does not include my darling boyfriend who is totally backing me up on tell Mr. Lower. He is also very proud of me that I am even going to tell Mr. Lower to begin with since I hate telling people in authority like Mr. Lower the problems that are going on. What ends up happening most times is that it gets to the point where I break down or somebody else tells the person in authority for me and I just have to tell what happened at that point. Not come out and tell them from the beginning like I'm planning on doing tomorrow.

Ranting post.....Lunch time...

Ok, so each Sunday after the second service, my sister, grandparents, and I go out to lunch. This time their friend Bea came with them. No big deal. Bea adores us, and she's always there for us when we need her. Service at Michael's was HORRIBLE today. Our waitress was pissed cuz she got dumped with our table, and she made it known to us that she wasn't happy. She took FOREVER to take our drink orders. She practically slammed each drink down, and gave me barely any Diet Pepsi. Then, it took her almost 15-20 minutes to take our order. It took forever for our food to get there, and then even longer for her to give us the check after we were done eating. My grandfather was PISSED. He never gets mad either. But oh, did he get mad today.
Well, after he got up to pay the bill, my sister's phone starts vibrating. It was the choir director calling her to say "As Christians, we don't need these kinds of problems" and other crap like that. Pretty much what happened was Joan (choir director) has been telling people that my grandparents won't let us come to choir practice. Which isn't true at all. She knows that on the days she has choir practice, we have robotics. Robotics comes before choir in my book. But so then Joan told Shannon that she wanted to talk things out with the two of us and work them out because she never said she didn't want us in the choir and how could we say that.....We didn't say that at all tho. My sister got off the phone and told my grandparents and their friend what just happened. The three of them got so mad. My grandmother was saying that the two PPR Chairmen (one at each church) was going to hear about it, and one of the people who has control over Joan's job was gonna hear too. Cuz it was wildly inappropriate for Joan to call my sister. My sister is 14. I'm sorry, but I don't think the choir director should be calling my 14 year old sister about this kind of stuff unless my mother is there. Everybody is pissed off, and chances are Joan will be losing her job.
I'm so mad tho cuz she's making up lies. She knows that we were at robotics. She knows we couldn't skip it. Yet she told people that my grandparents weren't letting us go to choir practice. She tells me and Shannon that as Christians we shouldn't be doing this kind of stuff. Well, what about her??? At least Shan and I have an excuse. We're 16 and 14, still children. She has 5 grandchildren at this point, and certainly isn't young. We're naive still. She certainly isn't. She should be an example to us of how Christians should act. Not showing us exactly what we shouldn't act like.

Thanks for bearing with my rant there.....I've been keeping it in for so long (Ok, since about 1:50 this afternoon lol) but I had to get it out there. If I somehow offended anybody, please tell me. I am so sorry if I did.