Thursday, September 19, 2002
Wow. Do I have a story!
Do you all remember when I dog sat? I mean, I never actually "dog-sat" per se, but I was staying at this woman's house, taking care of her plants, bringing in her mail, etc.etc.etc.etc.etc.etc.etc.
One night, Kelly dog sat and the dog went haywire and she ended up losing it for a couple of hours. Well, the hours being between 1-4am or something. Whatever. That's not the point of my story.
The point is:
It's been two weeks since she told me that she would mail my check for what we did end up doing while she was gone. She was very pleasant on the phone and everything seemed to be great.
Today, having not received the check yet, I called her and left her an answering machine message explaining that she must have had the wrong address, cuz I still haven't received the check. Where is my check? What the fuck, give me my check!
So when I got home tonight, she had left a message on my answering machine FURIOUSLY explaining that she basically hates me and my family and that she will kill us if she ever sees us in a public park.
She is pissed about Kelly and the dog. And also that I spilled a red perfume stain on her couch.
Okay, guys...
I am gay. Yes. I admit it. But I have yet to try on women's perfume. It's...well...it's gay.
I made a stain on the couch? YOU made 57 stains on the couch. When I called her back the second time, not only did I say it was impossible for me to have made the stain, you "Vicki, have so many stains on your couch that it would be out of the realm of possibility for you to have found a new one".
Oops. That stung.
But true.
Also she said that I shouldn't have been staying at her house, without the dog. Although she told me OVER and OVER..."Please...oh please stay in my apartment, just in case I get any important messages or something goes wrong."
Right.
Suck my dick you stupid bitch.
I hate you.
I stressed over this shit longer than I ever should have tonight. What a waste of emotion.
I am a VERY responsible, VERY concientious person. I NEVER hurt people, unless I mean to hurt them. Somehow I fucked up this ladies existence worse than when last year, her other dog got hit by a truck on Broadway. While she was walking it.
I know. Fucked up. And I am SORRY that the experience with Kelly and the dog seemed to have sent you over the edge...but you know what??????
I DIDN'T SPILL PERFUME ON THE FUCKING COUCH!
Whatever.
what the FUCK ever.
Will have to let you all know how this turns out.
just so you know...when i called her back the first time...i was extremely aggressive and demanded that she mail the check to Kelly and I tomorrow. Demanded!
She did offer to mail the check when she called back the second time.
But I feel that if I took the money, she would take a nut. She didn't spay her dog, cuz it bleed like a siv the entire time she was gone, but I tell you...she would take a nut.
Today on the bus...
Rita and I were stepping off through the front exit, cuz the bus was INCREDIBLY packed....
We were the last two out the door and this black woman says to me as I walk by "Supposed to go out the back way, goddamn you". I turn around and go "SHUT UP!" right in her face.
LOLOLOLOLOLOL
Then we walked off the bus gloating about how she should have shut up.
It was pretty great.
Today was a very angry day on my part. Why do people provoke these emotions? Unless you scare them back with harsh words or major volume, you get stomped on.
I don't want to have experiences like I did today. I am a VERY nice person overall. But cross me and I turn into a fucking beast.
I hate it.
I very rarely if NEVER give someone a reason to freak on me. And today someone did. For no reason.
NO reason.
Man...sometimes I get so frustrated with dealing with people who don't get it.
To be on that next level is a privilege, but also a burden to carry.
I think you get what I mean.
Sorry everyone else sucks.
Do you all remember when I dog sat? I mean, I never actually "dog-sat" per se, but I was staying at this woman's house, taking care of her plants, bringing in her mail, etc.etc.etc.etc.etc.etc.etc.
One night, Kelly dog sat and the dog went haywire and she ended up losing it for a couple of hours. Well, the hours being between 1-4am or something. Whatever. That's not the point of my story.
The point is:
It's been two weeks since she told me that she would mail my check for what we did end up doing while she was gone. She was very pleasant on the phone and everything seemed to be great.
Today, having not received the check yet, I called her and left her an answering machine message explaining that she must have had the wrong address, cuz I still haven't received the check. Where is my check? What the fuck, give me my check!
So when I got home tonight, she had left a message on my answering machine FURIOUSLY explaining that she basically hates me and my family and that she will kill us if she ever sees us in a public park.
She is pissed about Kelly and the dog. And also that I spilled a red perfume stain on her couch.
Okay, guys...
I am gay. Yes. I admit it. But I have yet to try on women's perfume. It's...well...it's gay.
I made a stain on the couch? YOU made 57 stains on the couch. When I called her back the second time, not only did I say it was impossible for me to have made the stain, you "Vicki, have so many stains on your couch that it would be out of the realm of possibility for you to have found a new one".
Oops. That stung.
But true.
Also she said that I shouldn't have been staying at her house, without the dog. Although she told me OVER and OVER..."Please...oh please stay in my apartment, just in case I get any important messages or something goes wrong."
Right.
Suck my dick you stupid bitch.
I hate you.
I stressed over this shit longer than I ever should have tonight. What a waste of emotion.
I am a VERY responsible, VERY concientious person. I NEVER hurt people, unless I mean to hurt them. Somehow I fucked up this ladies existence worse than when last year, her other dog got hit by a truck on Broadway. While she was walking it.
I know. Fucked up. And I am SORRY that the experience with Kelly and the dog seemed to have sent you over the edge...but you know what??????
I DIDN'T SPILL PERFUME ON THE FUCKING COUCH!
Whatever.
what the FUCK ever.
Will have to let you all know how this turns out.
just so you know...when i called her back the first time...i was extremely aggressive and demanded that she mail the check to Kelly and I tomorrow. Demanded!
She did offer to mail the check when she called back the second time.
But I feel that if I took the money, she would take a nut. She didn't spay her dog, cuz it bleed like a siv the entire time she was gone, but I tell you...she would take a nut.
Today on the bus...
Rita and I were stepping off through the front exit, cuz the bus was INCREDIBLY packed....
We were the last two out the door and this black woman says to me as I walk by "Supposed to go out the back way, goddamn you". I turn around and go "SHUT UP!" right in her face.
LOLOLOLOLOLOL
Then we walked off the bus gloating about how she should have shut up.
It was pretty great.
Today was a very angry day on my part. Why do people provoke these emotions? Unless you scare them back with harsh words or major volume, you get stomped on.
I don't want to have experiences like I did today. I am a VERY nice person overall. But cross me and I turn into a fucking beast.
I hate it.
I very rarely if NEVER give someone a reason to freak on me. And today someone did. For no reason.
NO reason.
Man...sometimes I get so frustrated with dealing with people who don't get it.
To be on that next level is a privilege, but also a burden to carry.
I think you get what I mean.
Sorry everyone else sucks.
