When I was 6 I told a lady that she was a teacher for a group of women under a government program to learn how to make clothes, that she was arrogant, snob, and know it all. She was. She was extremely “look how above you I am” kind of a person. I stand by it to this day, at age 50 now. My mom still remembers that day with terror, because she felt extremely ashamed that I shouted these words in the presence of everyone there. She forced me to apologize, and I did so, but I didn’t really mean it. She was terribly annoying.
When I was 6 I told a lady that she was a teacher for a group of women under a government program to learn how to make clothes, that she was arrogant, snob, and know it all. She was. She was extremely “look how above you I am” kind of a person. I stand by it to this day, at age 50 now. My mom still remembers that day with terror, because she felt extremely ashamed that I shouted these words in the presence of everyone there. She forced me to apologize, and I did so, but I didn’t really mean it. She was terribly annoying.