I hate everybody. (not really everybody but you know what I mean)
I hate everybody who knows that they can walk all over me and treat me like a doormat because I'm the nice one. I hate it when somebody purposely avoids talking to me for whatever reason and knows that simply saying "oh I'm sorry I've just been so busy!" is an unassailable defense, because if I try to ask anything that suggests I don't believe it, then that makes me a crazy paranoid bitch. I hate it when people know they can treat me badly because speaking up about it and having needs of my own makes me look worse. Nobody likes a whiner. I'm not talking about hurting my feelings or something, though. I'm talking about actually being done wrong.
I lent a "friend" my 600 dollar percussion pad for the musical at Rutgers in November. He unfriended me on Facebook today to stop me from asking for it back, which I tried to do yesterday for the ? time. He hasn't been answering or returning calls since November. Of course if I had tried to corner him, you know what he would have said? "Oh, I'm sorry! I've just been so busy!" And I would have said "ohh of course! I understand." But now I actually know he unfriended me to get out of this conversation, which means he was avoiding me on purpose because he doesn't want to give it back.
I have to keep all of my actions confined to nice, polite and respectful things, which means I probably won't get my percussion pad back. Because if I push too hard, I will be the bad person in this situation. I am tired of being nice to people. I asked very nicely way too many times already. I gave him the benefit of the doubt for way too long. He could have sold the fucking thing by now. I don't even know. But I do know that if I want to really have it back, I will probably lose a lot of our mutual friends in the process, because if I'm being firm about what I want, and it's possibly at the expense of someone else's comfort, then that makes me a bitch. Oh, I'm such a terrible person!
I lent a "friend" my 600 dollar percussion pad for the musical at Rutgers in November. He unfriended me on Facebook today to stop me from asking for it back, which I tried to do yesterday for the ? time. He hasn't been answering or returning calls since November. Of course if I had tried to corner him, you know what he would have said? "Oh, I'm sorry! I've just been so busy!" And I would have said "ohh of course! I understand." But now I actually know he unfriended me to get out of this conversation, which means he was avoiding me on purpose because he doesn't want to give it back.
I have to keep all of my actions confined to nice, polite and respectful things, which means I probably won't get my percussion pad back. Because if I push too hard, I will be the bad person in this situation. I am tired of being nice to people. I asked very nicely way too many times already. I gave him the benefit of the doubt for way too long. He could have sold the fucking thing by now. I don't even know. But I do know that if I want to really have it back, I will probably lose a lot of our mutual friends in the process, because if I'm being firm about what I want, and it's possibly at the expense of someone else's comfort, then that makes me a bitch. Oh, I'm such a terrible person!