The Attorney, Lettuce, and Indiana Jones
I had the most unfortunate, torturious, and frustrating lunch with an attorney the other day. Although some of you might claim that that's how all of your meetings with your attorneys go! ;) I had decided to meet him at the Hilton in town for a lunch as a way to network with him and get an idea of the type of law he practices.But go figure, I would get stuck with the attorney who had a fork up his ass.
This fool of an attorney, and yes he was a fool, decided first to berate me right upon meeting him, that I had made the "wrong executive decision" to not miss class and which would have allowed me to meet him earlier and would have assured us a table with the rest of his friends. Then when I told him that I didn't want to miss class because I had already missed a few due to illness and I didn't want to be marked down(because attendance also factors into our grades) for missing another one, he had the nerve to tell me that the class I missed wasn't that important and wouldn't really help me in the future. WTF???? Umm....all first year classes are all basic, foundation-building classes so how could they not be important? And...who is he to tell me that I was wrong to miss a class! I'm paying for it, I'm the one learning from it, so dammit, I do have a right to NOT miss it if I DON'T want to!!!
Moreover, there were several seats still open and tables available for us to sit at, but he was just frustrated that he couldn't sit with his friends. Well, life is unfair, buddy, DEAL with it!
Moving on to more annoying moments, after the salad course, it was time for the entree meal. Now, I had booked this lunch several weeks ago, and being in a small city, I had also been in the right mind to specifically request a vegetarian meal. I had even talked to them TWICE to confirm this, with the responses both times being that they would take care of it. But, there I was, all alone at my table, as being the only one who wasn't served with a meal! Apparently, the waiter didn't know and they had to cook it right then, and so I was stuck with my lettuce and water. Now, I'm smart enough to know that when you go to these events, you're not actually there to eat(sad, I know!) but there to mingle and converse. But, I'd like to think that there would at least be something MORE than lettuce and water to suffice a meal. Seriously, the whole time, I had to stare at his face as he ate. But of course, Mr. Attorney, thought that the proper emotion at this time would be to show some empathy, some compassion. So he turns to me and says, "Well, uh, hey, are you sure you don't want the mushrooms on top of my chicken? HeHe. " (He said this and then smirked!!!) I kindly declined. But what I really wanted to say was, "REALLY? If this was your way to be funny, it wasn't. And is that what you REALLY want to say to show your concern for how I have NOTHING to eat except lettuce. NO, I don't want the mushrooms on top of your chicken, because, the whole reason I'm ordering a vegetarian meal is because I DON'T EAT MEAT or anything with meat on it, anything touching meat, or anything near meat. So, WHY would I want to eat the mushrooms that have been sitting a top of your chicken for the past 15 min? NOOOO!!!"
Sigh. Sadly, he didn't get it and I really didn't want to explain it to him.
But this afternoon still hadn't hit it's climax moment. The mushrooms only got the lunch started. He proceeded to ask me where my family was from in India. Now, I normally don't spend too much time talking about my racial or religious background (at least not on a first meeting) because that's really not the whole point of the meeting. But since he asked, I told about my family, my "roots", and my last trip to India. I managed to be pretty brief about it but still mentioned some important details and some memorable moments from my last trip. I then expected him to maybe say, oh how nice or oh really, and ask maybe a few more annoying questions. Instead, he said, "Well, you know, I think if I ever went to India, I'd be pretty intimidated. Hahahahaha."
And, well, truthfully Mr. Attorney, yes I think with your attitude, you might. But, seriouly, why would you say that to someone who just told you about their heritage from that country??? Additionally, lots of white people go to India every year, and survive( and might I add pretty nicely) the experience. And even if they were overwhelmed, they still manage. What makes you think you're too big of a person to go there?
But then came my favorite comment of the day. Without any concern or knowledge (obviously) as to who he was talking to and the effect of what he might say would sound like, he said, "Well, I guess if I wanted to know more about India, I could always watch that Indiana Jones movie!"
Oh no he didn't!!!!!! The worst, he was actually SERIOUS when he said that. No sarcasm at all. WTF!!!!!!!! I almost, almost gave him a dirty look. But told myself that he didn't even deserve that. Instead I kindly told him that that would NOT be a good a idea. And then I proceeded to drink my water with the desire as if I had just run a marathon so I wouldn't regret saying anything too harsh to him.
Seriously. SERIOUSLY. The lunch ended soon after that and I was left to consider how I had just wasted an entire hour and a half of my life with a rude, ignorant attorney who didn't even end up helping me with some of the questions I had!
The next time I do one of these things, I'm going to go stalk my attorney a week ahead of time to make sure he/she is cool and to erase any memory they may have of that awful movie!
Labels: angry rants
posted by payal @ 4:28 PM
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