For Reals People?

Friday, November 30, 2007

1:49 PM - For Reals People?
Current mood: nauseated
Category: Life


I'm debating... between ignoring the fact that I found a letter under my bench... or admitting that I found a letter under my bench... too late I suppose?

So nice of these "people" who are so interested in having me as their friends to feed the bears some cookies. Seeing as since nobody bothered to find out where I was first before they left a plate of food at my front door... too bad I didn't go back to my own house until 5 days after they left the food... wondering why you hadn't heard anything about it yet??? If the light wouldn't have caught the white paper just so I wouldn't have even noticed that. I have no clue where the goodies went... I can only hope they didn't make some poor dog sick.

I'm torn betwen, well that was a nice gesture - and - oh my God, please give me a fucking break! I'm leaning heavily towards going with the second. Simply because of two or three factors.

1. Along with the text messaging, everyone knows it's completely inappropriate to stop by my house unannounced and uninvited after about 7:30 at night. Work starts early the next day. Judging from the letter, had I been home, I'd a been pissed. My house is my sanctuary and one of the very strong reasons why most of you (assuming it was a group effort to deliver the goodies) had no clue where I live.

2. I've already declared that I don't want the feeling that comes with the branch to grace my doorstep... had they called I would've politely declined their visit... it takes too long to spiritually cleanse the house after they leave and I don't have the time or energy to do it before the holidays.

3. Had these oh so close "friends" bothered to look around they would've noticed that in the pretty much empty parking lot... my car was absent... good sign I'm not home to start with... of course, had they called first they would've been saved the trip out of town to my place...

4. A particular part of the note mentioned that they had hoped to see me at more the activities now that "you-know-who" had moved. Problem is, this is only trying to make them feel better for not telling "you-know-who" that they were completely out of line... I'm not saying you had to pick my side of their's... I'm just pointing out the obvious... if you'd a made me feel more welcome and less like the problem for sticking up for what was right and proper... maybe I'd had considered coming after the Wounded Couple moved. But you didn't. All winter... into spring... then all summer.

5. Numbers are low now that the summer crew has moved on. Oh, poor you. Your friends that are more than willing to go on late night hikes and dangerous adventures are now gone. Now you have time for me. Too bad I moved on. I no longer have the time or desire to associate with your group. I've found a more mature niche. One more fitting to my own goals and career aspirations. One that isn't stuck with a high school mentality...

6. How can you tell me that people who really don't know the first thing about me want to be my friend? Go ahead, prove me wrong... I almost dare you.

7. Seriously, seriously, seriously... I hope you suceeded in making yourselfs feel better since that's obviously the mission you were all on. So now that you've completed your project and made your contact for the month... please give it a rest.

Okay, so obviously that's a few more than three... truth be told, I'm holding a few back just so I don't hurt the really sensitive half of the group that signed the letter... you know, the one that hasn't emailed or left any comments, but still 'loves' me... fuck me...I'm seriously this close to sending my membership back to SLC just to get some peace... that or moving and not telling anyone where I've moved to...