Friday, 15 July 2016

There are rules like uniform and the color of your shoes and socks that you bend and hide, and there are rules like not going into the library without some form of uniform on. Then, there are rules like these.

My school has this rule of not opening the school gates till it's 1:30, and I'm lucky enough to be released at 1 on Fridays, and only for this term. So what do I do when I reach the only gate available (which is in front of the guardhouse), and this one guy tells me to wait for sixteen minutes?
I wait- no biggie.

He tells me there's CCTVs all around and that it's school protocol, and even though I've gotten out before with no fuss- no fuss, at all, before- he says that he doesn't have a choice.
He tells me to get one of those early-dismissal slips if I am to leave- but that takes ten minutes, which is pointless- so the logical decision would be to wait.
When I proceed to walk two steps to get under the shelter there,
He stops me. 
Out of fear.

Any normal human would already be irritated by his paranoia.
But fine, this is his livelihood and all- if he believes it to be such an important thing, then so be it. I just wanted to spend those minutes reading, at least. 

Then one student passes by me and the normal reaction is to glance in the guard's direction to see things.
There, an unbelievably triumphant pair of eyes stared back at me,
Wide, sparkling, proud,
And he showed me the slip with this confident smile.

I just-
How the flipping thorn can you make it such an annoying thing to see I really don't know, but it annoyed the heck out of me.

Roughly,
I knew it when the time was up.

I turn round the corner and look at him.

'Fourteen seconds,' he announces, whilst staring intently at his watch.

At that point,
There was a word I wanted to use with all its force and power,
But that isn't what a student who doesn't want to get into trouble would do-
So, done as I was with his absolute stupidity,
I told him I was leaving and went off.

(And should I mention that he actually tried to stop me but I wasn't having any of it..)

I mean, really? Did you think of it as diffusing a ticking time bomb or something? If your brain were a prison, there'd never be any runaways.
I just can't believe how rigid and ridiculous he is as a human.
As a grown man, how can you think that people are free enough to stare at a CCTV and try to differentiate between the students who're leaving with a slip and without? How can you flipping think that fourteen seconds make that much of a difference?
Do you really think that that would get you in trouble?!

Absurd,
Absolutely absurd!

There can only be that much of a line between taking care of your job and being totally afraid of anything and everything, and having a stone for a brain.
I'm not sorry- I can only apologize for not being that nice when things make sense, not when people are being annoying and brainless.

I'm not patient or scared-  yes, scared! Scared of nothing, really-  enough,
But there you go.

You decide if that's a good or bad thing. 

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