Are you someone who can only speak English and nothing else?
Do you always feel uncomfortable when people near you speak in another language to each other?
Why is that? Is it because you believe they are talking crap about you behind your back? Is it because you find it rude because you feel excluded?
There is only one effective method to deal with this: stop making everything about yourself, you conceited fuck!
If those people insist on speaking to you in a language you don’t understand, then you should be mad. But, we know damn well that is not the case.
What happens is they are speaking to each other — minding their fucking businesses — and then, you intrude their conversations, insisting they have to speak in English even when talking to each other. You believe you have to know what they are talking about, even when what they are talking about does not fucking concern your soiled ass.
You are the one being inconsiderate, not them.
I also notice that the likes of you love using this particular justification: those people may be talking about y0u behind your backs. Well, there is the keyword: MAY.
Unless they are talking to each other while staring at you mockingly, how do you — a worthless monolingual who doesn’t know the difference between there and their — know they are talking about you? No, probability is not an evidence.
Le me give you a tangential anecdote.
As you can tell, I am not a pleasant person to interact with. I can be aloof, rude and mean. I would be surprised if people don’t talk shit about me behind my back.
I am also from Indonesia, a culturally-diverse country with lots of languages. Relatives, classmates, teachers, shopkeepers, repairmen, mom’s acquaintances, clergymen, I grew up hearing them speaking Sundanese, Javanese, Batak, Minang, Dutch, Arabic and various Chinese languages like Teochew, Hokkien and Mandarin. I am only fluent in English and the national language, I understand none of the others.
But, despite all of those facts combined, I am never paranoid.
How am I not paranoid? Well, not only because I literally don’t have evidences of their badmouthing, I am also not conceited enough to believe others are thinking about me 24/7.
Basically, if the mere sounds of other languages unnerves you, it is not the speakers’ problem. It is yours.
Either you are narcissist who thinks the world revolves around you… or just a bigot desperate for excuses.
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