This one's a bit of a vent session...
It happened around lunch time, I was coming back from a nearby restaurant with Mokuba when an American man in an expensive suit bumped against us in the street and nearly knocked Mokuba over. I caught his arm and glared at the man.
"Out of my way brats. I'm not going to have two young hoodlums ruin my suit, " he spat in rough Japanese looking down at us before walking away. I glare after him, but said nothing. I wanted to just take Mokuba back to school and then head back to work for a meeting I had scheduled, but as usual my brother had other plans.
"Who do you think you are to talk to us like that?" Mokuba yelled after him. The man didn't even look back to acknowledge us.
"It doesn't matter Mokuba, he's just a stupid foreigner if he didn't know who we are. He's not worth our time," I took him back to school and then made my way back to the office, fuming the entire way. Being rude like that was inexcusable, we had done nothing to deserve it.
I remembered the saying 'don't judge a man by how he treats his equals, but by how he treats those he thinks are below him'. People often assume I'm like that, and I'll grant you I can be a prick, but I treat my employees well and believe me when I say I withhold a lot of my comments.
I knew how this man was, he thought Mokuba and I were just two dumb teens who were in his way and so he treated us as such. Had he said excuse me or apologized there would have been no problem, men like him sicken me, they remind me of my father. Too full of self importance and conceit to realize there are others around who deserve the same respect, regardless of their station in life or their age.
Because of my youth I had to fight for the respect of my board members and of my employees and it shouldn't have been that way. A knock on my office door snapped me from my pacing and inner rant.
"Yes?" I called as I returned to my chair, my secretary opened the door slightly.
"Your 2:30 Mr. Parker is here," she said poking her head through the small opening.
"Send him in," I replied trying to force the annoyance out of my voice and the glare off my face. As Mr. Parker walked in I smiled, but I know it wasn't a pleasant business smile, it was the smile of a predator upon finding weak prey. I shook his hand as though there was nothing wrong.
He didn't recognize me, I held back a disdain filled laugh. For once I was glad foreigners seem to have trouble telling Asians apart.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Kaiba-san," he said, his Japanese was still rough and a few words are mispronounced. I decided to make it easy for him.
"Please, call me Brat," I replied in clear English as I relished the confused look on his face. "Or if you'd rather you could call me Hoodlum. I'm glad to see my brother and I didn't ruin your suit."
So this one came into existence because a little while ago I had this client at work and she was such a prick. From the moment I greeted her she treated me like I was nothing for no reason! I mean, if I had done something for her to be mad at me then fine I get that, but really I didn't do anything to tick her off and she was rude the entire time and she kept doing that little annoyed sigh thing people do. Then, when my manager comes by suddenly she all kittens and sweetness.
"Oh how are you? It's so good to see you, oh my little girl is turning three next week. Did I tell you I had another daughter, she's such an angel, etc, etc" and I'm standing there like WTF? Suddenly you're Jekyll? Where the Hell is the Hyde I had to deal with for the past half hour? So yeah, this was a vent for people who are only nice or polite to people who they think "deserve" it *eye roll*.