Every once in a while I get on someone's bad side, they get mad, and instead of telling me what I did wrong, they simply don't talk to me anymore. I get a mean look whenever I'm near.
I understand it's their decision.
It still sucks. It pains me to see that mixture of hate, pain and disgust in their eyes because of me. Tell me what I did wrong, and I'll own up to it. Until that happens I think about what I could've done wrong to deserve it. I feel like trash. I know it isn't supposed to be about my feelings, but they still hurt.
Perhaps my words reach someone else. If you think someone's a jerk, try to talk to them at least once. It could've been one misunderstanding or one transgression that snowballed. Take it from me. Hating someone doesn't feel good, and neither does it feel good to be hated on. Even if both come out of it thinking of the other with a mutual understanding that there's no relationship, that's worlds better than having those thorns in your side.