... or why I posted "Fuck you all!" on my Facebook profile a while ago. A message that was actually aimed at a very small subset of people I know in my life (in particular a very small subset of the new ALTS...)
{moan}
Anyway, some of these people (could be numbering 1 to whatever, doesn't matter) can be petulant little bitches.
I mean, it isn't my fault when someone forgets or misunderstands instructions.
And if you feel that *I* am the one who *often* stands you up then maybe you should do what I do with people who I have planning issues with; double check and email them time and place for meeting up.
I for one am not going to apologise for a misunderstanding. My Mum taught me never to apologise for something if you're not in the wrong. The myth that it helps situations is.. well a bullshit myth. It only denegrates you and makes the other party, with whom the real blame rests, feel like self righteous little shits. It never fails to back fire when, down the line, too many liberties are taken and on bigger issues you are expected to be the one who apologises despite being blameless. Lying and rolling over never help, even if for the moment they seem like they might. If your friend can't deal with apportioning blame properly, even if that means themsevles,they aren't someone you should deal with.
Also invest some god damn time with Google Maps. If you get lost all the damn time, and can't seem to understand your friends directions, acquaint yourself with the area. That's what I did and why I know my way round, with only small lapses because I've probably learnt the layouts of too many towns just to be safe.
And if you get it wrong, don't freak the fuck out and become petulant. I can understand mild giddy panic. It's kind of endearing and funny. What's not funny is being almost yelled at by an irate, lost, petulant person who seems dead set on not calming the fuck down and trying to make an effort to understand the directions.
I've turned up at the wrong places sometimes. One spectacular time was going to the Milky Way in Yamagata which is on the way towards the station from the south side. I was meant to meet Maggy and Kat to discuss AJET stuff. I was on the phone talking to Maggy, sitting inside Mily Way, as I triumphantly walk through the door....
... and no one is there. The place is empty. but on Maggy's end there are loads of people! WTF?!
{Twilight Zone Music}
Turns out there are two Milky Ways, and this one was the only one I'd ever seen; the other was on the other side of the station near to Kajo and at the end of the overpass bridge.
Anyway, I didn't get pissed or put out or rage quietly about being stood up or doomed by fate. I LOL'd and drove round till I found the other place. I didn't just say "Nah, I don't think I'll bother" and drive home...
Now I have had massive depressive episodes. But I either make sure people aren't around to see that or don't take it out on them. I get quiet(er) sure but it's not an excuse for passive aggression.
Which makes me wonder why I got a healthy dose of bitchy shite recently. And if there really was a problem why not say something. Not that I am unaware of what the "problem" is. I can see why some things I did in quick succession combined to a Perfect Storm of misunderstandings this weekend.
Actually, the problem was that it seemed like things were getting off to a better start, and bridges had been mended, only for stupid bitchy shenanigans to creep back, leaving me wondering, again, if this person(s) is two faced enough to use me to get something they wanted and then, job done, turn the cold shoulder again. All in the space of an evening.
Not had any similar problems with the other dozen or so other people I know, so I'm thinking, finally, that it's not something wrong with me, but something wrong with them.
Giving up on whiny little asses. Hurrahs!
{/moan}
