Drama with a Capital D

21 Jan 2004 By

I cannot believe how grown folks act.

I’ve got one ongoing issue which keeps rearing its ugly head. I successfully kept it from messing with my good time in Georgia. (Okay, after venting a bit about it.)

You know how some people will spout off about how they hate when you play petty high school games, but are engaging in the exact same behavior just by pointing it out, because they can’t do it without whining? And then they keep niggling you with their supposedly unrelated remarks? Or they email you inflammatory one-liners saying, in essence, “bring it on,” and this is their idea of being “approachable” and “reaching out,” so they can say they tried or whatever and it’s on you for not being receptive? Yeah, those people are fun to play with. I’m determined to ignore it, though. It’s simply not worth my time.

The other I’m just a casual observer to but I cannot believe the gall some people have and the willfull ignorance others display. It’s like a train wreck. Seriously, folks, how old are we? Let’s act that way, then.

I would love to share all the sordid details, but that would be petty and high school-ish to blog about it, in the one case, and just plain not nice, in the other. Reminds me again that avoiding people (and places, and things), ain’t always a bad idea.

  • http://www.the-enigma.net/blog Enigma

    rise above it, but this is your damn blog. you can say anything you want. fuck whoeva

  • http://www.sketchesofstrain.com/ David Strain

    I know the barest outlines of what you’re talking about from talking to you at the hotel. And as much as it may set your teeth on edge, it does not sound like there is anything to gain from smacking this person down.

    Like my father told me, “Never wrestle a pig. You both end up covered in shit, only the pig enjoys it.”

    So, hold your head up. Keep your head up. Movin on. Movin on.

    [/Eurythmics]

    Again, it was so great to meet you.

    D

  • http://www.highlymoody.com mel

    I’ve read recently about the three L’s…

    Love, Listen, Let Go.

    I say we screw the first two, and just let go.

    let go let go let go

    You’ll feel better for it, I know I did! ;) (though of course my issues are not at all related to your issues. But none-the-less, still an annoyance.)

  • http://coconnell.blogspot.com Casey

    My dad always said, “Never try to teach a pig to sing. You’ll only waste your time and annoy the pig.” Probably not relevant, but since we’re talking sense with swine anecdotes…

  • http://beenie.highlymoody.com/ Kat

    Hey, you started it by blogging it in the first place rather than lettign me know exactly how pissed you were, Miss Irk, so if you can’t take a dose of your own medicine, then apparently after 4 years of seeming friendship, you can kiss my swinely white ass.

  • http://swerlspice.blogspot.com Em

    Well, while we’re talking pig wisdom, “Don’t try to make a silk purse out of a sow’s ear.”

    I dunno. I just wanted to complete the pig proverb triangle.