So there's this person in my Copyright class. I don't think I've ever had a conversation with he or she in all of law school. Ok, it's a she. She was also in my Evidence class. I found her to be really annoying based on the questions she asked. No big deal. That kind of thing happens - we all occasionally think someone is annoying for whatever reason. (I'm sure some people even find me to be annoying! (shocking, I know!) (although it wouldn't be based on annoying questions because I rarely talk in class.)
I don't think I spent a single second outside of Evidence class (this was a year and a half ago) thinking about her. Until one day last year when I was standing on the side of an aisle in the theater waiting for a speech to start. For no particular reason I just randomly turned around to look into the seats and she was glaring at me (I was standing against the wall; she was looking right at me, not behind me or elsewhere) giving me this look that said "I hate that guy. I fucking hate him." Strange. Still, so what? So nothing. I wondered why, but still thought nothing of it for more than about five minutes. No big deal, I thought. She doesn't like me. I don't care in the slightest.
Then the next time I saw her other than in passing was at the beginning of this semester in Copyright. She didn't ask anywhere near as many annoying questions as in Evidence. I still didn't give her much thought other than to think "oh, that's the annoying girl from Evidence."
Until recently when the professor announced that this person had her laptop stolen, so could people please e-mail her their notes. First I smiled to myself and thought, 'no fucking way, she's annoying so why would I give her my notes?' But for some reason, I thought that even though I've still never had an actual conversation with her and she probably hates me for reasons unknown to me, I'd send her my notes. So I did. I've never had my laptop stolen but I've had it crash and it's a pain in the ass. Although I wouldn't necessarily expect anyone to help me if that happened, I would sure appreciate it. So I did what I thought was a nice thing, you know, kinda like the whole golden rule.
And what did I get in response? Nothing. Not a thank you, not even an acknowledgment e-mail or in person, nothing. Nothing. Nada. Seriously.
Now I hope she is practicing law in the same area as I because if I ever face her in litigation, I will destroy and crush her (and her client). I promise.