I didnt get the memo about etiquette, I will have to take this issue up with my secretary. That being said, here's my 2 cents.
Situation: Your in highschool. Senior year is about over. You come home from school one afternoon, sit down at your computer and begin researching fraternities/sororities you are interested in at the respective university that you will be attending. During your search you come across a site called "Greekchat". Here is where it gets tricky. You enter greekchat, go right into the first forum on the list, greeklife, and start reading some posts. For whatever reason, be it not searching or not going through diffrent pages, you cant find the info that you so desperatley need about the u. that you will be attending. You decide to create a screename and seek an answer from the many knowledgeable people on this grand site. Ok, now you created a thread called "How is XYZ at Scuttlebutt U.?" well you go eat yourself a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, come back to the comp and see if anyone has replied to your post. One of the first replies that you get entails you getting your head bit off for asking this type of question. You have been condemned from the getgo for commiting the number 1 sin of greekchat. "Thou shalt do a search".
These kids dont know this stuff. It is possible to let these threads slide without reply, especially if you dont attend that university. Guys, its summer, the kids are going to be on here trying to get a heads up about what will happen to them in the fall. Kudos to them for that.
Lack of patientence and tolerance is something I had to beat early in life. Trust me, I tried to apply it in many places (golf course, work, school) and it just never did me much good. I'm getting older now, I guess I just think that its just not worth it to get worked up over the little things. Visting greekchat is relaxing. Its good just to sit back and read whats going on around the country. It shouldnt be like a job, where you just wind up completley flustered (5 cents) and mad.
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