I always get cheesed whenever a woman blows me off or treats me with utter and pointless disrespect, but when I really stop to think about it, I realize I’ve been treated by dudes the same way too, so this is pretty much par for the course as far as my experience with the human race goes. Not that I’m into dudes or anything, but it would be kinda nice to find someone I could be B.F.F.’s with again, since it could help take the edge off the fact that I’ll never find the girl of my dreams because women have all become evil spawns of the devil. Well, at least the ones in New York have.
I remember back when I thought I’d be attending law school, I touched bases with this guy from California. Had a wife, several kids and a job, but felt “led” to pull up roots and head over to the eastern coast to pursue a career as an attorney. At the time I was reading and studying several primers on the law to help me get started, so we traded a lot of emails about the law and about preparing ourselves for the fall semester. Things went south for me so I ended up not attending, but he went on and started his first semester. We still exchanged emails, and we had planned to do a live chat to work on a “fact pattern” so he could better prepare for his next class, and I was happy to help out since I wanted to get the hang of doing these fact patterns myself when it came time for me to start school as well.
And then I never hear from him again. I still sent him an email every now and then, just wanting to make sure he was ok and that he was doing well, but even though I got his read receipts, I never did get a response. I even sent him a Christmas e-card, which he of course picked up but never bothered to say thank you for. And that was pretty much the end of that.
You know, it wasn’t even the fact that I was blown off inexplicably that frosted my rear so much, but the fact that this guy was supposed to be a Christian, and technically that meant I’m supposed to be his brother in Christ, right? So where was the camaraderie or respect, or even just the simple fricking courtesy to acknowledge the help I gave him and maybe say thank you for it? Is this the kind of people I’m going to be meeting up with in heaven too? Great, spending eternity with a bunch of snotheads who were too good to give me the time of day on Earth. Yeah I can’t wait.
Maybe it’s because I don’t attend church, but I usually have a much deeper sense of appreciation for fellowship than my church going dweebs do. A lot of them just seem to flip it off like its meaningless. Really, I don’t get the coldness. It’s not even that it’s cold hearted, but like, no feeling at all.
I know these things happen, and that’s life. I get that. People are jerks, but every now and then this jerkiness really, REALLY grates on my nerves, especially when there’s no rhyme or reason to it. Maybe that’s why I like to antagonize people so much. At least then when they hate on me I totally know why, and I’m cool with it. Heck at times I even revel in it. :-D
But when I’m all sweetness and light and snuggly wuvables, yet still get treated like a compost heap in New Jersey, that’s when I get upset and start writing really bad things on bathroom walls. There’s just no logic to such behavior, at least not one that’s apparent to me. It’s the mystery, the not knowing why people go rogue like that that drives me nuts. One minute everything is fine, the very next I don’t know which end is up, and the worse thing about it all is that I can’t learn from the experience. I can’t figure out what it is I might have done wrong so that I could learn from it and move on from there if necessary. But no, nothing. Just the cold random encounters of life that brings me nothing but frustration and thoughts of mixed martial arts violence.
In a weird way, I guess that’s why I find comfort in being a badass who just loves to rub people the wrong way. There’s something… safe about it, the security in knowing you’d never have to deal with the mystery of why people might hate you so much or disrespect you, unless they happen to see through the facade of course, in which case I’d be screwed totally.
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You have been redeemed officially by this belle. ;)
Seriously though, I think our world has gradually become very self-involved and self-serving. Instant gratification comes before humble generosity. It’s sad.
Yeah, and now we’ve gone and elected the King of Self-Serving.
I am sad now. I think I shall drown my sorrows in cupcakes later. :)
I hear you on this. I’m the same way.
Glad I’m not the only one.
I approve of cupcakes, if my input matters. I’m a fan, even.
Ah, yes, the king of self-service. Prince of hard-earned hand-me-downs. Master of *cough*ethical*cough* handouts. Dumb bastard.
And I get where you’re coming from about women being the spawn of Satan. Except the other way around. I generally tolerate woman’s ignorance to anything other than the fact that they have a *bleep* between their thighs and a pair of *bleep* under their blouse (or hanging out, depending on the situation…)
Anyway, point being this: people suck. We all suck–in our own ways. You and I enjoy making other people feel completely incompetent (At least I do… sometimes) but it’s just a facade. And most women power trip and play their PMSing games simply because they CAN. And they will. Forever. In New York and everywhere else.
Anyway, about the girl of your dreams. I’m not going to be like most people and tell you to lower your expectations. Or tell you “she’ll come along someday.” Fact is, she probably wont. The man of my dreams was, for about 10 years, was Brad Pitt. It’s hard for me to admit it publicly *ducks head in shame* but it’s for your benefit.
All I’m saying is that over time, our dreams of “the one” evolve. They evolve to fit cultures, times, places, events, and other people. Truth is, you will (ALMOST guaranteed) never find a girl that does not give a hoot about your paycheck. Sure, you’ll find plenty of people who don’t focus, but in the long run she’ll care. She’ll care if you bring home the bacon.
DEVIATION: Come to think of it, I hate bacon. Bacon will never be an issue for me. But bringing home flowers every now and again is a nice gesture.
BACK TO POINT: The things you have in your mind right now are a great foundation. That is the basis–just like we have a basis to our beliefs, our political ideologies, and everything else. But on top of those foundations, the details our minds form have to change, or we’ll never find the man or woman of our dreams. Our dreams have to change and evolve because people change and evolve. If people are the object of the dream (and I’m hoping you want the woman of your dreams to be of the human race…?) then the dream has to follow the trends of humanity.
Enough of my rambling. I’m going to eat a cookie.
Very insightful thoughts, and I agree they do evolve and change, but for me its mostly about how she might look and how I might meet her. Those constants such as the desire for true love and having genuine care and respect for each other never change though. :)
I’ve always said that I’d never meet a perfect girl, but it’s entirely possible that I could meet someone who is perfect for ME.
I think I’m rambling too. Time for cupcakes!
so… how might she look? And how might you meet her?
Just know that just because your dreams of how you meet the girl that you want to look a certain way may not happen, doesnt mean she’s not your dream girl.
Perfect is, of course, a relative term when speaking of the human race. Obviously. There is surely someone perfect for you, but that doesn’t mean God says that she’s going to match up with your expectations either.
Stop being all, like, rational there.
I have to admit you’re right about one thing, what you think might be perfect for you may be all too different from what God sees as perfect. I’ve experienced that all too well in other areas of my life too.
But being rational is so much fun for me!!!
Talk about a buzz kill…
I always think about something…
Y’know how people generally think that they’re “good people”?
Well, I’m a cashier/customer service rep./a person who makes copies, laminates, etc for these so-called “good people”.
Every time I hear someone say they’re not goign to Hell because they’re a good person, I always think, “Mhmm…let’s ask every cashier you’ve ever spoken to and see what they say…”
I’m not one to get furious when people are rude to me. It takes A LOT for me to get angry, but once you’ve got me there…I’m THERE.
I really do get irritated by the rudeness people have towards others. Is it really that hard to be polite these days? I mean, really. It’s just pathetic.
And just because I’m a cashier does not make me a SLAVE to any of you people out there!!! I likely have lived more life than you have…ya might wanna ask what countries I’ve lived in and my level of education, etc., before ya act like you’re better than me because you’re wearing a suit.
Yeah, I feel the same way about my own job, that I’m disrespected because I don’t have an important job with an important sounding title. Ah well. Pretty soon I won’t have any debt either, and how many people can say that?
I apologise for the way the Christian guy treated you! You have every reason to be upset if someone says they are Christ-like and not living the way they should! I am a Christian girl and by the Grace of God, i try to live out of love like Jesus would! I apologise on behalf of all the Christians that have not acted like Christ!
The LORD loves you!
Peace and Grace <3
Thank you for your kind words. :-)