I’m irritated. Yeah, big surprise, right?
Contrary to popular belief, I’m not an easily irritated person. I really have 2 rules, and if those rules are followed I am easily able to deal with anyone.
1. Don’t try to bullshit me.
2. Don’t talk shit if you won’t back it up. EDIT: Nevermind, just don’t talk shit.
There seems to be some controversy that I have treated someone in this family (and I use this term VERY loosely) harshly and indecently. This blog entry will set the record straight, as I am sick of everyone talking shit, and never confronting people. This is a conversation that I had on Facebook with the person in question. I have blocked out the names for privacy concerns.
Now in front of my first comment on this thread, WAS a comment that this person ended up writing trying to say that I was wrong. Which didn’t really bother me, because the entire thing was said in jest and for fun anyway. I couldn’t care any less about the Twilight series.
BUT, it was apparent that I struck a nerve, so I did what I do best, I defended my position.
She argued for a while, deleted her comments, and when I took her to task about it, made the final comment. The funny thing is, after this “debate” I actually got 3 PM’s from 3 different people who read the thread and they all basically said the same thing, “What the fuck is she talking about?” With courtesy, I did not answer and, in fact DELETED those PM’s, out of respect for that member of the family.
Fast forward a few days…
It got back to me that this person believes that I had been treating her like shit, talking to her “inappropriately” and takes exception to the jokes that I make. As you can see, never ONCE did I address her negatively, or even condescendingly. Regarding being inappropriate, this is the way I speak to adults. You entered in a conversation speaking in a fashion that WANTED to be considered as such. If throw a little shitfit after being soundly thrashed in a debate, you are not worthy of the title “Adult”. Regarding my sense of humor, I’m not responsible for whether or not anyone thinks I’m funny. (This stems from a joke I made about someone going to see “The Dark Knight Rises” and my insistence that they wear a Kevlar vest to the showing… In truth, I was half joking, but whatever…) I make jokes and comments to amuse myself, NO ONE ELSE.
I deleted this person, along with a few others, because they’ve made it perfectly clear what they think of my wife, and axiomatically, myself and my daughter, by dis-including her in family functions and in general just talking a bunch of smack. I’m writing THIS to set the record straight. If you’re going to talk shit, have the courtesy to tell the truth. And the truth is, the temper tantrums that occur on an almost daily basis are the results of a child who has been indulged for FAR too long.
The difference between YOU and I, is that I will tell you so, instead of talking behind your back.
To those affected; you should also note, that I could have been REALLY vulgar and shitty, but chose not to. All of you, stay away from me, stay away from my daughter, stay away from my wife, because the drama that comes with dealing with all of you is no longer allowed around my daughter.