I want to think that I'm not a touchy person, but that'd be a really enormous lie. (I like lying so that's not a problem for me.) I can take anything out of context and be really, really grumpy about it. But then I can get really happy the next second. There might be a word for this. I don't know, something like bi-polar or clinically...anyway, not my point.
My point is I hate people. Not you...probably. It's their (not your) fault that I get hysterical over nothing. For example, yesterday in the space of 5 minutes, two people talked to me. The nerve! I know, right. Seriously, this is what happened. I was waiting alone in a room for another person to show up. These two people passed by and stuck their heads into the room just to say this to me:
First person
Person: Oh so he's got <mumble> <mumble>
Me: I'm sorry, I didn't hear...
Person: He's got room service now, huh? <snicker>
Me: Sorry, I don't know what you're talking about. (In my head: you asshole)
Person: That's ok. (and walks away)
Second person
Person: Are you Stacy?
Me: No, my name's Yen.
Person: You're not Stacy?
I look at her blankly. (In my head: Idiot)
Person: You have no idea what I'm talking about, do you? She works in <another office>. You look just like her.
I actually do know who's talking about now and I look nothing like her.
Me: Oh.
Taken separately, these two offhand dialogues could be seen (by me) as just a really bad joke and a moment of mistaken identity. But since they happened within 5 minutes of each other, I'm going to get all riled up and declare it racism. For real, here's my logic.
I don't talk about my race (ever) because I never think about it. But these two winners made me think about it. The first person said something inappropriate in a professional setting to a stranger. I honestly don't know what was meant by it, but I don't think it would have been said to any man or any white woman. The second person confused two people on the basis that we're of the same ethnic race. Honestly, we share no other feature in common. It reminds me of a newspaper article a few years ago about a lost black child and some woman said, "All black babies look alike." No, lady, if you would open your eyes and actually look at them, they don't.
So, in conclusion: Stop talking to me.