04/24/2025: Unnecessary Unkindness

I realized last night that I never want to be in such a state of entitlement that it changes who I am. Sometimes all it takes is a terrible human being in the box suite at a hockey game to humble you. 

After encountering him, and the embarrassment and anger that followed, I decided that I’d much rather be in the thick of it, in the regular seats with all the real human beings that are being looked down on by those that can afford the finer things at the expense of being insufferable and fake humans. They can have their castles in the sky, or rather, their box seats at the hockey game. I’ll be elsewhere having the time of my life with the genuine ones, albeit not without a healthy dose of mutual smack talk, of course.

I already get excited and passionate at a live sporting event, so if someone deems it wise to cross me in a rude and completely unwarranted manner, then all I can say is that they’re really asking for it. There’s a difference between friendly competitive rivalries and downright disrespect. And though I won’t be quick to forget the events of the evening, at least I can lay down at night knowing I’m not the terrible one. 

Unnecessary unkindness has always rubbed me the wrong way, and it forces me to wonder: What did behaving poorly really solve? All you did was make an unknowing individual feel bad for something trivial. Did it make them feel better to act this way? Are they so entitled that they feel it’s their responsibility to be the bearer of ill will? 

If people like this would spend more time worrying about themselves instead of others who didn’t ask them for their opinion, I wonder if they would wake up hating themselves every single day. Or maybe they’re already too far gone, lost in their delusional God complex, thinking it’s their right to seek justice where there was literally no need whatsoever. 

No matter what the case may be, I don’t ever want to be associated with the likes of these shells of human beings, who get so wound up about free food that doesn’t belong to others that they have to make a scene and make people who made an honest mistake feel unwelcome. Well, all I have to say is keep your mediocre chicken tenders and your judgmental stares to yourself, unless you want to know what I really think about you. 

Also, enjoy knowing that your rivals mopped the floor with your hockey team, and that I enjoyed every minute of it. I hope this puts more salt in your poor little wound, at any rate. #GoStars