May 6th, 2008, 08:21 pm
I feel like anyone that that associates with her I can’t trust. I don’t know what poison she is putting in their heads or where their loyalty lies. People I thought I would always trust I now question. I can’t stand this feeling. I hate not trusting my friends. I hope this lack of trust is only temporary.
May 3rd, 2008, 07:26 pm
Everyone knows that when you go to the grocery on a Saturday afternoon you are asking to wait forever to checkout. Self checkouts are no exception even if you are getting one or two items. Today I was picking up a three items from a grocery store. I went to the self checkout since that is usually quicker for a couple items. I was lucky and didn’t have to wait for the lady that was doing the self checkout with her whole cart of what looked like weekly groceries.
I’m working my way through the payment process going as fast as I could when I hear a guy say “dude, hurry up” in an annoyed voice. If only I wasn’t so shy I would have told him to go have sex with himself but instead I continued going as fast as I could wondering what I was doing wrong. Why didn’t he say anything to the old lady with half the store in her cart? Why did he choose me, the one that was probably going the fastest to show his lack of patience to? I’ll never know.
In a matter of seconds after the comment I was gone. I was probably at the self checkout machine for less than two minutes and that is not fast enough for people in this world. Especially on a busy afternoon when they should expect lots of people.
April 30th, 2008, 11:44 pm
Today Sarah got a chance to see how insane the girl who lied to me about having cancer really is. Let me back up…
I spend most of my day at work and I’m not doing much the rest of the day. When something happens at work that’s usually all I have to talk about. When Sarah was hired there was lots to talk about. I barely knew the chick and she is stalking me, grabbing my chair and turning me around while I’m trying to work, always wanting to talk, bossing me around, telling me to go get sodas down in the main office, blah blah blah (Damn, I wish I had a blog entry for all of these). Me being a shy guy was not use to this kind of attention so f course I was going to talk about her.
I think the crazy girl became jealous of Sarah and was always teasing me about it (she would call it joking). She would call Sarah my girlfriend. Tell me to marry Sarah. And a bunch of other crap. I’ve never understood why she was jealous. Sarah is old enough to be my mom. No thanks. Sarah is good looking but I don’t go for older girls. I tried explaining that over and over to insane girl but it just went in one ear, cleaned out a few cobwebs and exited the other ear.
Today, the insane girl found out that Sarah, another coworker and I went to lunch together. She flipped out and was sending messages on to Sarah on Myspace, Sarah’s blog and lots more places telling her to die. I couldn’t believe what was happening. This girl that wanted to be my friend and was already on thin was doing the unthinkable. She shattered the ice our friendship was standing on and tied a weight to it sinking it to the bottom. She was acting like a two year old.
I feel bad for Sarah having to deal with that. I know now that if anyone I meet seems insane, even the tiniest bit, I’m going to run. I want nothing more to do with this girl or anyother crazy people. She does not know how to act towards people. She expects people to put up with her and do whatever she wants.
I don’t like to soapbox but run from insane people. They aren’t worth the effort, humiliation, or your time.
Karma is going to be a bitch to her.
April 21st, 2008, 06:32 pm
My brother and sister in-law have an interesting view on timeouts that I’ve never heard before. Timeout isn’t a punishment for their kids. It’s a time where the child gets a chance to calm down and center himself or herself.
What they do is when they can see Sam, their two year old son, is starting to get frustrated or not acting like his normal self they put him in timeout. This gives him a chance to recenter himself. They say that the most successful timeouts are the ones when Sam blows up, screaming and yelling. After he blows up, he goes back to his normal self. He is able to get out all of his negative emotions in a controlled and safe environment where he can’t hurt himself or others.
Timeouts can be used by adults as well. For instance, your spouse is doing something to upset you. Instead of screaming out your spouse you can put yourself into timeout and later come back to have a constructive discussion.
Just like Sam you can get all of your negative emotions out in controlled and safe environment. You don’t have to worry about hurting yourself or someone else. How you get your emotions out is up to you as long as you get your emotions out (don’t bottle them up) or hurt yourself (cutting is a no no).
If you do try this, hopefully whoever you are mad at will let you go have your timeout. I didn’t realize it at the time but I would try to put myself in timeout when I’d get in a fight with an ex. She wanted to duke it out when I wanted to go calm down. This frustrated me even more and we would yell back and forth hurting each other verbally. It didn’t help out at all. Also, giving you a chance to think you might realize your getting upset over nothing or that you were wrong.
April 16th, 2008, 08:00 am
She lied to me. She told me she had AML (her words). I trusted her when she was telling me about it but I knew something was up. She told me she was going to the hospital for treatment and that she’d be gone all weekend. She didn’t know what hospital or anything like that. It didn’t make sense. I talked to my parents who confirmed my suspicion. I decided to ask her dad about it and of course it was a lie. She didn’t have cancer.
When she was out of the “hospital” she still stuck to her story of having cancer even though she knew I had talked to her dad. After putting me through hell for a day thinking she had cancer she kept her story up and made her dad sound like a liar. I don’t think she even knew what AML stood for because when I was using the words cancer and leukemia she was trying to change the story slightly. “It’s not cancer. It can’t be cancer.” She was probably thinking something along the lines of oh shit at this point.
Of course this wasn’t the first time she lied to me. Everything started to make sense to me. Everything that she has told me that didn’t make sense was a lie. She hasn’t confessed anything else but I honestly believe she has lied to me many many on numerous occasions. I wouldn’t be surprised if she is a compulsive or pathological liar.
Don’t people know that it is easier and more rewarding to live an honest life? Lies will will always hurt you and others in the end.
