Last week was one of definitive FUCKED-UPPEDNESS (work with me, people; I’m in a “state”).
First off, one of 2 internal jobs I applied for turned me down. 😦 I’m happy for the person who got it since she’s genuinely awesome. But on a selfish note, it kinda sucks for me. Again. Rejection sucks; even if you’re realistic in your expectations…
My luck department #2 will pick me, forcing my internal clock to be readjusted to “ass-crack of dawn”. No way I can turn this down, though – it’s like a triage-assistant for campus nurses (exciting)! What really *rocks* is that I’d be on my way home by 3:00. My weekday hang-time would definitely NOT be rockin’ around the clock but I’d be chillin’ like the chicks from Mendo-Licious by Friday night… right after my 4-hr nap.
What else chugged Bitter Dregs last week? A longtime friend of over 25 years dumped me. For like the hundredth time. Oh, that? It’s like a pattern of his. For some utterly ridiculous reason he blows shit up, walks away, lets the debris scatter and then leaves me to deal with it for the next 6-9-12-48 months before he finally reaches out and apologizes for being a total dick.
This time it will probably stick since per his Highness:
- I am annoying as fuck because I don’t obey the (imaginary? unspoken?) laws of Twitter Etiquette
- I make him sick because…
- I am not honest about who/what I am*
- All I do is complain
- I think everyone around me is at fault
- Ergo, I am that “Little Miss Can’t Be Wrong” you’ve heard about; and to top it off…
- I wear hideous boots. Which is a joke only he will get so… you’re welcome.
Inspired by “friend” this will be a moral inventory of all of my faults. Ok, not all; just the ones he ditched me over…
Twitter Mega-brat:
(Click to scroll & read) You could say this is kind of antagonistic. To crybabies. 😥 Ok, I’m an asshole…
In denial about my “True Self”:
(*Really!? This is not The Crying Game…) See above and following: So sue me; I mess with people who try to pin me down with fake rules and censorship on social media. I may also have unrealistic expectations for certain folk to contain a sense of humor. You’ll see what I mean in a minute…
My blog is for complaining about everyone around me:
It is called a “humor blog”. Yes, I complain about annoying shit but who on this earth doesn’t!? Venting serves a healthy psychological purpose. It is also funny as shit if done properly. “Funny” is also very beneficial to human health so I’m probably curing a bunch of shit with my comedy… You’re welcome *drops mic*
I think everyone else around me is at fault:
Apparently I never own up to being wrong about anything. If you comprende el sarcasmo and the English language well enough you will notice that my own choices are what brings me to bitch, moan, mock and also – *drum roll* – Self-Deprecate.
If I harm or offend or go a bit overboard, like last year with an accidental button-click in the first draft of this post, I am the first to notice and apologize. Ask my husband. No need to get all judge-y.
My aim is never to do outright harm. But I may have pushed “friend” over the edge, earning myself a spot in the aforementioned doghouse with the following stunt.
Cut to late Tuesday morning when my phone finally quit blowing up. Since I am stubborn as SHIT (ANOTHER FAULT!! “Friend” gets 200 points!), I tweeted THIS around noon:
He may not have appreciated my “tone”; OR the 3 sanctimonious hashtags. I had now reached the upper echelons of infuriation, previously awarded to another oft-discarded friend of his; and was also told that a certain so-and-so was so right about me.
Point taken. Really, well-done. Are we finished for-the-reals this time? This scenario on constant replay is hella tiresome…
– Oh, and no harm done, So-and-So. Honest. You probably did me a huge favor; though I remain completely clueless about whatever you said. Never asked. Don’t care. We should do lunch…
As for all my faults? Embraced. Celebrated on this blog, even; whether you enjoy them or not. Feel free to #notlike and say as much in the comments.
*This post is dedicated to all Senior Officers of the Twitter Etiquette Police and sanctimonious hashtaggers everywhere. #sorrynotsorry #frenemies #youreaDIVA
Have you ever had a longtime friend blow up and dump you? Do I not ENTERTAIN by poking fun at myself sometimes? Am I stoopid about how Twitter works? Lay it on me, people – let’s discuss! I promise not to write a post about it…
August 10th, 2015 at 10:19
Hoo boy. Yes. I’ve had this happen to me a few years ago, and it was not a pleasant experience at all. I wish I’d had a sense of humour about it then as it would have been a lot less upsetting for me all round. I’m really not into drama any more. I can well do without it.
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August 10th, 2015 at 10:29
My point exactly. Hope my sense of humor on this was at least palpable. Sometimes not easy to wash my hands of people without a bit of anger left over.
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August 11th, 2015 at 12:40
wait… you don’t follow the Twitter rules??? I am so outa here…
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August 11th, 2015 at 12:47
LOL nice knowin’ ya. 😉
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August 11th, 2015 at 12:49
…ooo000ooo… hey… we have to take a stand somewhere… ha
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August 11th, 2015 at 12:54
At least you and I stand on the same side of loco… at least I think we do…
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August 11th, 2015 at 13:17
Loco is my motive…
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August 11th, 2015 at 13:20
Hahaha! Everybody do the loco-motion…
Corny, I know, but this cheered me up. Now, if I could just jumpstart this thing called “motivation” I may just get some work done today.
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August 11th, 2015 at 13:41
yeah… I got none of that either
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August 14th, 2015 at 08:55
And you know what this time it’s for ever. I told you never make me the subject of your blog. Every relationship is a 2 way street that’s what you fail to understand.
Take a long look in the mirror. The downfall of our relationship is not only my fault.
Bye Lorien. Enjoy life.
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August 14th, 2015 at 09:13
My posts are NOT for blog followers or Twitter. They’re for me. Notice how a lot was left unsaid?
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August 14th, 2015 at 10:44
Everything that was said made it seem like I’m in the wrong.
If our friendship ever meant anything to you please don’t make me the subject of it again.
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August 14th, 2015 at 10:47
Everything in life is a 2 way street. Takes 2 to tango.
#keepitrealson
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August 14th, 2015 at 10:54
Always did. But it’s always been that I have to accept YOU the way you are; when it’s the other way around I get dumped like nothing ever mattered. #keepin-it-real #ifyoureDONEbeDONE
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August 14th, 2015 at 10:51
I sent you about 5 messages on regular private text. The one you chose to answer was on your blog. That really tells me and anyone with half a brain what kind of person you are!!
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August 14th, 2015 at 10:56
Are you saying you didn’t get one text back from me? Try unblocking my number. I’ve sent several replies stoopid.
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August 14th, 2015 at 10:57
Why is it that you haven’t text me. You got my number. Is it because you can’t face the real facts. You know I won’t say the real deal on your blog
#keepitrealson
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August 14th, 2015 at 10:58
Check your email genius
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August 14th, 2015 at 11:08
I’m not getting anything from you.
please Lor do me a huge favor GO FUCK YOUR SELF and DIG A DEEP HOLE AND JUMP IN. I’m so done with you. BYE!!!!
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August 14th, 2015 at 11:10
You’re not because you probably blocked my number and added my email address to spam. Because you’re so mature.
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August 14th, 2015 at 11:26
The difference between you and I is that I’ll never think about you again. I bet you didn’t tell your followers that if it wasn’t for me you wouldn’t even be on twitter.
Be truthful with shit homie!
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August 14th, 2015 at 11:29
Uh, thanks for getting me on Twitter(?) Because it’s done so much for my life and my career and my relationship with my “friends” (??)
Feel free to continue “not thinking about me”. Seriously; start anytime you want….
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August 14th, 2015 at 11:22
You’re not because you probably blocked my number and added my email address to spam. Because you’re so mature.
LOL,,,, nah if I did it’s because I’m fucking sick of you and your dumb ass ways. See the thing is no one else knows you as well as I do.
You can’t ever admit when you’re part of a problem. You’re one sided. Stop it Lorien. You if all people should know not to take this any further.
Go away!
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August 14th, 2015 at 11:26
Then get off my fucking blog. You engaged me in this conversation; not the other way around. Grow the fuck up.
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August 14th, 2015 at 12:48
I had no idea there were twitter rules. Who wrote them? Twitter god? Did twitter god hand down twitter commandments?
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