By now you have likely heard about the
guy who shot up a fitness club because he hadn't had a girlfriend since Reagan was in office; being that my love life, is a little like watching the Challenger take off on its last flight, all I have to say is boo-effin'-hoo.
Rejection sucks, and I have had a lot of it, and failures too. So much so that I am always puzzled when folks remark on how intelligent I seem, but then again when one works in an art gallery, quadratic equations don't come up much in discussion.
I dunno why I am even posting about this, getting into pissing matches over who is more hurt isn't productive. I guess I am more darkly amused at folks like this guy flipping out over what I learned a long time ago to just shrug my shoulders at, Buddha said "life sucks" after all, not everyone is going to like you, and going around with a big-ass chip on your shoulder doesn't help.
I have seen clips of this guy, and I have to say that a guy more than a head taller than me, seething with resentment, is someone I am going to avoid because I am one of those uppity bitches who is fond of this whole breathing thing. When you are five feet tall, that is how you look at the world.