Monday, 23 April 2018

I dare you to dare me

I dare you to dare me. Seriously, I beg of you.

Like what is your problem. WHAT. IS. THE. PROBLEM.

I don’t understand where this is all coming from. Okay, I must admit I might have been insensitive when I was too frank with Cherry last activity. I usually don’t apologize for being honest, because everyone’s such a baby about it, I might as well fucking apologize. Just to get it over with.

I may not be nice, but at least I’m real. I was able to say that because we’re outside the gym. We were out as acquaintances, otherwise I would suck my pride and nod along. And it was just a discussion, an active discussion. If she had a problem with it, she should have said something to me. At least that’s what I expect out of it. I am faced by people who thinks like me, that I forget the 99% of the population.

That one time inside the gym was a fucking misunderstanding. What I said didn’t target anybody. And it’s already unfair that they’re getting her side of the story and not mine. I am not there to defend myself, which is cruelty. It’s not my fault she got so affected by it. But hey she did and I fixed it. I fucking fixed it. I talked to her and settled things to eliminate loose ends. After all, it’s my boyfriend’s workplace and I respect everybody who works there as long as I’m inside the establishment.

I thought we’re done with but apparently not. Two weeks later, and they’re still tackling over the issue. Their unworthy manager brought it up on a meeting that DID NOT CONCERN EVERYBODY. What an uneffective way to solve a problem. And instead of looking at the root cause which by the way I ALREADY FIXED, she’s looking at the least of the problem. She said my boyfriend was wrong for telling me. But what the fuck should she expect from him? She should have talked to him in person, and not announce it in front of everybody. Now that’s just stupid. And if my boyfriend actually didn’t tell me anything, what would have happened. They would have rotten, keeping their hard feelings within themselves. What I did was the right way to solve things. I can’t believe they don’t see that. Instead they want it kept hidden until we’re all hating each other behind our backs. I approached the problem, I solved it, and that’s should have been done for good. How else should it go? What other ways should it go?

Gosh, what she’s doing is running away from the problem, involving unnecessary issues with unnecessary people. I didn’t expect people actually still think that way.

Losers.
Weaklings.

I dare you to dare me.
Let’s talk.

I declare war.
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