2005-07-06 - 4:33 p.m.
Blow my top
Ok. There's one thing that bugs the shit out of my. More than bad politics. More than rudeness. It'ss passive-aggressiveness. I am semi-losing right now as i think aobut a certain perosn in my friendship circle who is the queen of passive-aggressiveness. This person has decided to live in the hinterlands of V1rginia, away from the city. She contastly complains how far she has to come to see the rest of us and I am sick of it. Last night we all gathered at our favorite Ethiopian restaurant to see dharmaqueen while she's in town. After dinner, we decided to go get crepes at a place down the street. Connecticut Bob is on a conference call with folks in Hong Kong and will meet us later at the crepe place. We go t oteh crepe place and try and fit everyone in (there are 11 of us). This certain person passive-aggressives that we don't need to save a seat for Connecticut Bob because she will need to leave soon because it will take her an hour an a half to get home. She repeats this for everyone to hear in her "wook at me, I'm a wittle helpwess girl" voice. So Connecticut Bob comes as we ask him to pull up a chair. The certain person doesn't leave because the crepes haven't come yet (why did oyu order the damn crepes?). So at the end of the evening she whines that it will now take her 2 hours to get home.
My response? SHUUUUUUUUTTTTTT UUUUUUUPPP! SHUT UUUUUUUPPPPP. SHUUUUUUUUUT UP! Shut the F*$&% up! Noone forced you to stay. Noone forced you to order anything. While we're at it. Noone forced you to live in the hinterlands when you work in the city. Noone forced you to buy an expensive car and work a second job. Just SHUT UP.
Working my last nerve I tell you
