To be snubbed...it never gets any less painful :(

Source: Webster's Revised Unabridged Dictionary (1913)

Snub \Snub\, v. t. [imp. & p. p. Snubbed; p. pr. & vb. n.
Snubbing.] [Cf. Icel. ssnubba to snub, chide, Sw. snubba,
Icel. snubb[=o]ttr snubbed, nipped, and E. snib.]
1. To clip or break off the end of; to check or stunt the
growth of; to nop.
2. To check, stop, or rebuke, with a tart, sarcastic reply or
remark; to reprimand; to check. --J. Foster.
3. To treat with contempt or neglect, as a forward or
pretentious person; to slight designedly.
To snub a cable or rope (Naut.), to check it suddenly in
running out. --Totten.

Context is always important, but especially so when describing the act of being snubbed. Itz a beautiful sunny day and the snow is hard packed, I have the whole trail to myself, I am whistling the theme from Joseph and the Technicolor Dream Coat as I easily spin down the Amity Trail. Out far ahead I see a young, fit looking man running towards me. He's way out, but the trail is straight and so we can both see each other. As I approach, I am cognizant of his apparent athletism as manifested in an efficient running gait. We are close now, so I begin to consider my greeting, should I go with the standard, "Beauty day, eh?" or may be I'll go with the oldie but goodie, "You're looking strong!" But then...In an instant, before I can surmise a rationale and then submit an appropriate pleasantry, he's within but a few meters...Our eyes meet...we lock onto each other's eyes, the gateway to our souls. The eyes of two predators at the top of the food-chain. For that nano-second, we are but two kindred spirits, for we share the whole history of humanity; with all its trials and tribulations, with all the joys and horrors of history. Two men alone for that singular moment in space and time. For me the honesty is too much, so I blurt out, "How we doing?" The young lean face looks more deeply into my eyes and then abruptly turns away and SNUBS ME!!!! It was a full-on totally in-your-face-disgrace SNUB!!! I was in shock, so all I could muster was a meek, "Whatever!" in such a girly voice that I doubt he even heard it...so it goes...

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