Etiquette: (√É©-ti-ket) n. rules governing socially accepted behavior.

As a society, we seem to be as quick to add Rachel Ray’s E.V.O.O. to our daily cooking regimen and dictionary as we are willing to erase good old courtesy from our lives. Honestly, when was the last time you opened the car door for someone or restrained from placing your elbows on the table in the name of all things proper?

Like for general society, there are ‘rules of etiquette’ that apply to daily campus life. Most students abide by these standards, but sometimes I cannot help but look at a person and ask myself, ‘What the hell is he thinking?’ Maybe I get peeved a little more easily than the general public (I practically cry when people are rowdy when I am trying to sleep), but we have to draw the line somewhere when it comes to being rude.

The following five people are those whom I consider to top the list of extreme rude-sters:

1.Mr. ‘Here are my germs and maybe my left lung.’ ‘ Everyone needs a sick day. Jobs have them built in and Health Services will gladly write any student a note confirming he or she was too ill to attend class. When you are hacking up body parts all over yourself, please have the courtesy to refrain from afflicting all of your classmates with your atrocious disease.

2.Miss ‘Like, OMG, I <333 my sorority.' ' You like to get drunk and hook up on the weekends; congratulations, so does every other student at BU. There is no need to broadcast how you blacked out and hooked up with your male housemate to your sisters in the middle of Lecture Hall. Those of us who have managed to work up the energy to drag ourselves across campus may actually want to learn. If you really feel the need to let the world know that you are about as easy as getting into Sports Bar, save it for State Street.

3.Mr. ‘I can be just as loud as my dumps.’ ‘ Ever walk into the middle of a conversation ‘ in the bathroom? You figure the guy has got to be talking to his buddy in the next stall, but alas, he is blabbing away on the trusty old cell phone. Not only do I want to take care of my business in peace, but I highly doubt the person on the other line wants to hear you taking care of yours.

4.Miss ‘I know about my Facebook updates before I get the e-mail notification.’ ‘ It is damn near impossible to get a computer at the Information Commons. I will only venture into that maze of hell if I am desperate to get some work done. We are all well aware of the fact that there are not enough computers to meet the student demand, so please explain to me why you feel the need to use a precious resource to check Facebook. The world will not come to a screeching halt if you fail to post back on someone’s wall within an hour of receiving a post on yours. Save the Facebook stalking for home.

5.Mr. ‘My mom calls me Einstein junior and so should you’ (Name can also be Mr. ‘I kiss more ass than a toilet seat’ ‘ you pick). ‘ Everyone hates this guy. He is the one who raises his hand in the middle of class to brag about his IQ score and in-depth knowledge of Foucault. The worst is when the professor asks if anyone has questions at the end of lecture, and he raises his hand to ask something mundane that screams, ‘Look at me!’ Thanks, I really wanted to stay an extra five minutes beyond the end of class. You may love to hear yourself talk, but no one else does. That is why God invented mirrors, for pathetic losers like you.

Listen up extreme rude-sters: save yourself the embarrassment and the rest of us our sanity by following campus etiquette.