You know what I hate? Utah haters.
Let's be real, we all know at least three.
Those who fall in this category have at least two things in common: they are primarily from the west coast, usually California, and, well, they hate Utah and everything about it.
The first thing I want to say to these people is Why Are You Here?!?!?!?! Seriously, who made you come to school in Utah? BYU has a Hawaii location, have you checked it out?
The second thing I would like to bring up is, really? Are you going to spend your four years of college hatin' on the place you live? That's a great way to foster positive energy.
I was discussing this matter with a friend just a few days ago, and he told me of a run-in he had while waiting to give blood. He turned to start a conversation with the girl next to him and it went something like this:
"Where are you from?"
"Ugh, I hate Utah."
What?? Why would you even say that? That's like saying "I have a little boy named Jackson." "Ugh, I hate little boys named Jackson." Thank you for blatantly stating to my face that you have automatically stereotyped me without going any further than learning where I grew up, cause that is definitely the only deciding factor in my personality.
Over my three years of college I've gotten pretty used to this, but it hit a new level the other day at my ward FHE.
Person: "Where are you from?"
Person: "Oh, I'm sorry."
Sadie: "I'm not."
Person: "Well you should be."
It took all I had not to retort. Well, no, that's a lie. I'm not really a confrontational kinda person and I never think of things to say in the moment, so I usually just let my frustration fester until I unleash it in a blog post.
But seriously, does this bother anyone else?