Eggshells belong in trash or egg cartons if they have eggs in them
Last post, I was kinda pissed. Why do women feel the need to wig out on me over stuff? Am I a douche or something and do not even know it. Why do women never quite apologize to me when it is merited? There is no remote fairness to that. Women can get away with just about anything, but if I step on one little eggshell, gods forbid I take another step without kissing their boots. I am usually the loser. Then people usually try to rationalize incidents where this occurs where I did overstep my boundaries or I did something wrong. Then I continue looking at it, and in anyway I get wronged or anything is still swept aside. Right now I really hold a loathing for this.
Well I am downright sick with it. Women: Clean up your fucking eggshells! If you do not want that shit stepped on, put them somewhere they will not be stepped on! Better yet, why even fucking worry about eggshells? It is not even like they will have eggs in them! If they are on the floor, presumably they have already been used or have been dropped or something. In that case you should clean up your mess, not me. I am not everyone's personal custodial engineer. I was not put on this world for that. KTHANX!
So, what happened to provoke this. Saturday morning, I was texting Kirstin...stupid technology, I hate texting. She mentioned something about going to an art fair. I asked her when she was going and where it was at, and told her to have fun. There was a hint that she wanted me to go with her, but I had previous plans already. Thus, I did not acknowledge the hint and told her to have fun. Then she called me a jerk, and she meant it. I ask why she's calling me a jerk, and she says it's because she does not want to go alone.
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The fuck?! Then just fucking invite me or someone else! I told her she did not need to be indirect about it and to just invite me, yes? Yes? YES?! Then she got angry and stopped talking to me pretty much for the weekend.
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Seriously?! Okay, I get that my wording was not the best. Yet it is so trivial. It is such a small thing to get angry over. Seriously, tell me not to be so blunt about it and be on your way. Tell me I need to word what I say better. For the record though, I am not perfect. I never will be. I will never always phrase everything just perfectly so. I will never ALWAYS be able to cater to the needs of women. That is just unrealistic. Get over it.
Never you mind that I was called a jerk. Never you mind that that hurt my feelings. Never you mind that I am so sick of dealing with how women act like this sometimes. Sure, guys do act like this. However, less of my guy friends act like this than my lady friends...I think. Regardless, you know who was the one who ended up apologizing first? ME! You know who did not even get an apology? ME! You know whose feelings are not acknowledged because I am not nearly as important to the world as some people? ME! I was the one who apologized because I really do not like fighting...and I am never going to get an apology. These People typically just do not apologize to me where it is really merited (see the last 4 or 5 years of my life). Oh sure, people apologize for small matters that do not really matter to me, but they are small. My feelings are constantly pushed to the side by these people. You know the thing is that she said I was being assertively snappy and it pissed her off.
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WHAT THE HELL DOES THAT EVEN MEAN!? Assertive is typically ideal in most situations! When you are being assertive you are almost by definition unable to be snappy. It is a god damned fucking shittastic paradox! I am so done. I am so done dealing with women who make a mountain out of an anthill (mountain out of a molehill as most people would say). I will keep my eyes open, but I am not searching. You will only find what you are looking for when you least expect it. I am not looking for someone for me. Hell, I have not even been looking since I broke up with Sharyn. I will keep my eyes open, but I have my doubts...
I am sorry, I am aware that I was stereotyping women based on a small sample of the whole. I know that not every woman is like this and that a lot of men are too. I just happen to get it from women a heck of a hell of a lot more than men. The only man I can think of that went and did something like this with me was Thomas and...oh my god I am so not getting into that. That was just stupid. I still have the conversation if anyone wants to read it. Haha, I owned the fuck out of him.
I am feeling a bit jaded. I am feeling a bit emo too. I am tired. Sooooo tired. I will get some more fun and non-drama-y posts out there in the future, though that may make it harder for Josh to get his fill of my soap opera...what a conundrum!
Well I am downright sick with it. Women: Clean up your fucking eggshells! If you do not want that shit stepped on, put them somewhere they will not be stepped on! Better yet, why even fucking worry about eggshells? It is not even like they will have eggs in them! If they are on the floor, presumably they have already been used or have been dropped or something. In that case you should clean up your mess, not me. I am not everyone's personal custodial engineer. I was not put on this world for that. KTHANX!
So, what happened to provoke this. Saturday morning, I was texting Kirstin...stupid technology, I hate texting. She mentioned something about going to an art fair. I asked her when she was going and where it was at, and told her to have fun. There was a hint that she wanted me to go with her, but I had previous plans already. Thus, I did not acknowledge the hint and told her to have fun. Then she called me a jerk, and she meant it. I ask why she's calling me a jerk, and she says it's because she does not want to go alone.
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The fuck?! Then just fucking invite me or someone else! I told her she did not need to be indirect about it and to just invite me, yes? Yes? YES?! Then she got angry and stopped talking to me pretty much for the weekend.
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Seriously?! Okay, I get that my wording was not the best. Yet it is so trivial. It is such a small thing to get angry over. Seriously, tell me not to be so blunt about it and be on your way. Tell me I need to word what I say better. For the record though, I am not perfect. I never will be. I will never always phrase everything just perfectly so. I will never ALWAYS be able to cater to the needs of women. That is just unrealistic. Get over it.
Never you mind that I was called a jerk. Never you mind that that hurt my feelings. Never you mind that I am so sick of dealing with how women act like this sometimes. Sure, guys do act like this. However, less of my guy friends act like this than my lady friends...I think. Regardless, you know who was the one who ended up apologizing first? ME! You know who did not even get an apology? ME! You know whose feelings are not acknowledged because I am not nearly as important to the world as some people? ME! I was the one who apologized because I really do not like fighting...and I am never going to get an apology. These People typically just do not apologize to me where it is really merited (see the last 4 or 5 years of my life). Oh sure, people apologize for small matters that do not really matter to me, but they are small. My feelings are constantly pushed to the side by these people. You know the thing is that she said I was being assertively snappy and it pissed her off.
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WHAT THE HELL DOES THAT EVEN MEAN!? Assertive is typically ideal in most situations! When you are being assertive you are almost by definition unable to be snappy. It is a god damned fucking shittastic paradox! I am so done. I am so done dealing with women who make a mountain out of an anthill (mountain out of a molehill as most people would say). I will keep my eyes open, but I am not searching. You will only find what you are looking for when you least expect it. I am not looking for someone for me. Hell, I have not even been looking since I broke up with Sharyn. I will keep my eyes open, but I have my doubts...
I am sorry, I am aware that I was stereotyping women based on a small sample of the whole. I know that not every woman is like this and that a lot of men are too. I just happen to get it from women a heck of a hell of a lot more than men. The only man I can think of that went and did something like this with me was Thomas and...oh my god I am so not getting into that. That was just stupid. I still have the conversation if anyone wants to read it. Haha, I owned the fuck out of him.
I am feeling a bit jaded. I am feeling a bit emo too. I am tired. Sooooo tired. I will get some more fun and non-drama-y posts out there in the future, though that may make it harder for Josh to get his fill of my soap opera...what a conundrum!