I guess, this is a odd and boring story and this question is one of those almost people would say "shut up".
I will try to explain the better I can what happened with me this morning. And I hope you are sincere in your answears.
I'm dealing a lot with am I a good or a bad person thoughts?
I think I was never really mean with anyone, and when I feel I might have hurt someone I use to apolagize or at least ask them if I upset them...
Whatever, I had some pratical class...we are a group of four people with one teacher in the pratical classe. But apparently two people of the group didn't make it today...didn't comunicate it in advanced, so I had to send sms to them if they were going to the class, and waited some time for the answers...until this nothing special, I should got (maybe) a little mad with them but I didn't.
The problem is that I was alone with a boy that annoy me. He's the opposite of popular, he can't even raise his voice (seams like he doesn't have any strenght), most of the time he just sits with people being there and smilling and not saying to much. He can't make things by himself, he doesn't move in order to get anything, and the part that annoy me most: he has to follow all the rules, even if they really exist or not, for him it looks like everything is a sin. And in the beggining of the year my classmates sent some jokes to me my like "you gonna be is girlfriend"... So what made them think I was alike him?
And besides all this reasons that can get me irritated, he his small, thin, and not quite good looking.
And so it was me and him, having to collect the story of a patient that our teacher add told us to collect yesterday. But I hate too, the way he deals with people and makes the questions, it seams like is a piece of glass which is going to broke anytime.
In theory maybe I should feel some sorry about the way he is...and I'm not mean with him...but he irritates me. He seams to like very much pervert jokes and the other subjects a group in my class only talks about, which I don't like.
So in the end he hadn't hear the teacher in the previous day saying what was the patients bed. I had the number in my head, but I was not sure... He had no idea that we were told to interview a patient in the morning when teacher said it many times. But I had no one to make sure what was the patients bed.
I tried to reach our teacher, but she was occupied. Then I went to the bedroom I thought was the one the patient was in, but the only patient who was there was occupied too. In the meanwhile I had to sujest all this solutions and ask my classmate his opinion because, he doesn't do anything by himself.
So I donne wanting, being with him, and having no idea when the teacher was going to be free. So I thought: we can see the medicals filles of the patient and tell the teacher what we learned from them, in case she would ask about the story. I also remember we could say that we went to another hospital (we had too, but we couldn't go, and no one has any mean to know if we were there). OMG! Like he didn't talk to me anymore, he made me felt that everything I was sujesting was so wrong that any person who thought about it (even they don't do it) was an awfull person.
As the grade from pratical classes is based on our presence in the classes and we were about to live, without meeting the teacher. I thought these could be good ideas to show her that we were there (and worked) in the morning and at the same time we didn't have to tell her that we forget the bed's number and that our group mates didn't come. The truth makes me feel pretty stupid, because we had other possibilities, and we could had wait for the patient to be free (I even should had ask him when he was going to be free, but at the time it didn't cross my mind, and I didn't want to go there again, because I felt pretty stupid about going to the same patient again - it had been an odd situation).
But he made me feel like a mean person because I thought in those solutions and I didn't mind to do them. And at the same time I felt irritated about all the answears he gave me the all morning. Am I being mean because he annoys me and I'm in mean because I thought that we should might lie?
Sorry for the long, hard to understand story.
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