a little bundle of rage...
You know, I gave an amazing presentation today...I did everything as I should...I made 1 or 2 mistakes and was feeling good...
and then at work I get a call, but it can't just be from any customer...no, it had to be a former friend of mine who just discarded me like I was useless to him...
I'm sick of being discarded. I'm sick of being useless...
for my one "friend", he and I were friends through highschool and the first few years after. Now, throughout high school and afterwards I was there for him when he was having troubles, troubles with family and even troubles with his sexuality...I stood by him when he came out of the closet when others ridiculed him or "it's about time"'ed him. When he moved to texas I tried to keep in touch with him...I tried finding him on social networks for almost 2 years. The only way I knew what he was up to was because I knew his mother and father and they told me what was up. I later found out that he had stopped by the westfield quality and did even bother to look me up...
even when he officially moved back to westfield he didnt bother to try and get back in touch with me. So I just stopped caring. It's all I can do...And then he just calls....so the rage comes in where he was calling to see when we close and I'm just wondering if he's going to stop by....because I don't know what I would do...if he were to ask, I'd tell him tat I wouldn't talk to him about it while I was at work...because I wouldn't be able to control myself...
In my mind he's a selfish prick. That when he's not around people will all of a sudden worship the ground that he walks on once he shows back up out of the blue. It's all about him and I'm fucking sick of his pedestal.
and hell, I may even be wrong here...I don't fucking know...but when I was completely disregarded and discarded...that's when the shit hit the fan and it pissed me off...
Another
You know...I was gonna rage about another one....but there isn't a proper thought process that will properly convey what I'm feeling right now...
Let's just say I'm fucking stupid for letting my dick and my heart override my mind...
and one more thing
I would love it if my family didn't wait until the last minute to tell me that there is something going on after the fact that it would be really difficult to be able to get the day off....
A LITTLE ADVANCED NOTICE WOULD BE NICE KTHXBAI
I just need something else...
and then at work I get a call, but it can't just be from any customer...no, it had to be a former friend of mine who just discarded me like I was useless to him...
I'm sick of being discarded. I'm sick of being useless...
for my one "friend", he and I were friends through highschool and the first few years after. Now, throughout high school and afterwards I was there for him when he was having troubles, troubles with family and even troubles with his sexuality...I stood by him when he came out of the closet when others ridiculed him or "it's about time"'ed him. When he moved to texas I tried to keep in touch with him...I tried finding him on social networks for almost 2 years. The only way I knew what he was up to was because I knew his mother and father and they told me what was up. I later found out that he had stopped by the westfield quality and did even bother to look me up...
even when he officially moved back to westfield he didnt bother to try and get back in touch with me. So I just stopped caring. It's all I can do...And then he just calls....so the rage comes in where he was calling to see when we close and I'm just wondering if he's going to stop by....because I don't know what I would do...if he were to ask, I'd tell him tat I wouldn't talk to him about it while I was at work...because I wouldn't be able to control myself...
In my mind he's a selfish prick. That when he's not around people will all of a sudden worship the ground that he walks on once he shows back up out of the blue. It's all about him and I'm fucking sick of his pedestal.
and hell, I may even be wrong here...I don't fucking know...but when I was completely disregarded and discarded...that's when the shit hit the fan and it pissed me off...
Another
You know...I was gonna rage about another one....but there isn't a proper thought process that will properly convey what I'm feeling right now...
Let's just say I'm fucking stupid for letting my dick and my heart override my mind...
and one more thing
I would love it if my family didn't wait until the last minute to tell me that there is something going on after the fact that it would be really difficult to be able to get the day off....
A LITTLE ADVANCED NOTICE WOULD BE NICE KTHXBAI
I just need something else...