First-pictures of graduation are coming soon!
Monday evening after FHE, I play volleyball with my ward. The stake center we play in is locked up at 10 pm (I know early compared to every other building- 11 pm). Anyway, our bishop has given us permission and keys to leave at 10:30. 30 minutes of extra play and often he is there with us. Every monday night at 10 pm, somebody from the stake comes to lock up the building. We have never had problems before, maybe because our bishop has talked with them or we had our keys. Last night, we didn't have the keys (the guy hurt his ankle), so when the couple came in to lock the building, we decided it would be best to leave at 10 pm. We started cleaning up the nets and preparing to leave the gym. Then, the older woman (the wife, I assumed) came up into the gym (10:07 pm) and told us, in a condescending I am older than you, you are 12 years old tone, "You guys should be out at 10 pm." (it was only 10:07 pm, give me a break, we are cleaning up and leaving already). I responded kindly that our bishop had given us permission until 10:30, normally, but we didn't have our keys tonight. She demanded to know what ward and who our bishop was. Everyone else was like yikes- I don't enjoy being treated like that. I responded with our ward and bishop's name. (I should have whipped out his phone number so she could call him, right there.) I walked out of the gym quickly because I was afraid I would continue to respond to her.
Some dork I have never meet was walking out with us and commmented that I was rude to the old lady. Excuse me, I don't know you and I was not rude. Rude would have been telling her to shove it and staying playing volleyball. I stated the facts.
Here is my issue: I hated being treated like I am 12 years old and I don't know the rules. I was not trying to break on purpose. I had talked with my Bishop about this rule. I was not trying to be defiant. The lady could have come in the gym and said, "are ya'll done?, We need to the lock the building so we can get home and go to bed." I am going to jump the gun more and state that I hate being treated like a 12 year old. I am 31 years old, I am an adult. Don't mess with me.
7 comments:
haha, good for you Rachel! In my experience, those types of issues can be handled very nicely or very poorly. Sounds like you took a great approach. I'm sure she was still offended because there is "something that she didn't know", but it's not like that is your fault.
That is kind of funny to me that they have a couple assigned to come in and lock up the building every night. We all do that on our own back here in NC.
It must be a "Utah" thing b/c they do that in Ogden too. I think it is kind of silly if you ask me. I understand the purpose behind it, but oh well.
Jill
oooooo i get so riled (sp?) up at bittys. I especially hate being treated like a child when I'm a grown adult. I'm there for you Rachel...way to handle it!
Some people just love to be in control. I thought you handled it really well.
I'm proud of ya girl. I was cracking up when I read this b/c I could just SEE you about to go off on her--don't mess with the Cho! Sounds like you handled it perfect--don't know if I coulda been that polite!
You are so Paul's daughter.
Way to go! Correction...you are a 31 years old Master's graduate! :D
Oh...and the graduation pics..did you want me to email them to you or will the pics on facebook do?
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