A$$h@t
I'm done. Just fork me. I've had it with people who play manipulative headgames.
Rule #1 in Thee Cayre and Feeding of Thee Melyxa tm is: If one says something (particularly something cruel and/or inflammatory), and then makes a great show of how "I never said that!" and "That's not what I meant!" and (especially) "You must be imagining things!" then one should be prepared to have nine kinds of Gehenna unleashed upon one's duplicitous hindquarters.
Rule #2 reads thus: If thou darest gaslight me, woe betide thee! But if thine endeavors to deceive another infers, implies or intimates that I have cast my lot in with thee whilst thou dost gaslight another...Nemesis have Mercy, for (as I've said) I'm done.
I've had done with anyone who says that they want a mediator, but only if "we all know that she's the one with the problem." Don't promise to do things you then refuse to do. Don't say you'll do one thing and then systematically do the opposite. Don't tell her how stupid and ignorant she is and don't make jokes about it - it's not funny! Don't tell me that you can't stand living with her that the sound of her voice is like an icepick in your ear, that you don't want to see her, and that either of you dying would be preferable...and then tell the rest of the free world that she's the sun in your sky and the light of your life and your days with her were a fairytale dream come true.
We both know why you're saying you never received her summons, yet you have no problem giving her the determination from the hearing she (conveniently) missed. We both know that you wanted her to "come back home" so you could drive her to class. And we both know that you regaled her with tales of all the terrible things that would now ensue as a blatant headgame - you don't even believe drivers' licenses are legal, and advise everyone on how NOT to comply!!! (Everyone but her, that is.)
You, sir, are an ASSHAT!
Rule #1 in Thee Cayre and Feeding of Thee Melyxa tm is: If one says something (particularly something cruel and/or inflammatory), and then makes a great show of how "I never said that!" and "That's not what I meant!" and (especially) "You must be imagining things!" then one should be prepared to have nine kinds of Gehenna unleashed upon one's duplicitous hindquarters.
Rule #2 reads thus: If thou darest gaslight me, woe betide thee! But if thine endeavors to deceive another infers, implies or intimates that I have cast my lot in with thee whilst thou dost gaslight another...Nemesis have Mercy, for (as I've said) I'm done.
I've had done with anyone who says that they want a mediator, but only if "we all know that she's the one with the problem." Don't promise to do things you then refuse to do. Don't say you'll do one thing and then systematically do the opposite. Don't tell her how stupid and ignorant she is and don't make jokes about it - it's not funny! Don't tell me that you can't stand living with her that the sound of her voice is like an icepick in your ear, that you don't want to see her, and that either of you dying would be preferable...and then tell the rest of the free world that she's the sun in your sky and the light of your life and your days with her were a fairytale dream come true.
We both know why you're saying you never received her summons, yet you have no problem giving her the determination from the hearing she (conveniently) missed. We both know that you wanted her to "come back home" so you could drive her to class. And we both know that you regaled her with tales of all the terrible things that would now ensue as a blatant headgame - you don't even believe drivers' licenses are legal, and advise everyone on how NOT to comply!!! (Everyone but her, that is.)
You, sir, are an ASSHAT!