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| Wed, 04-12-2006 - 8:58am |
I had the oddest experience while I was waiting for the bus yesterday. It was the middle of the afternoon because I was on my way to physical therapy. There were about 10 people waiting for the bus and I had to stand with my crutches because, well, people stink sometimes.
Anyhoo, there was this older man who was obviously a few sandwiches short of a picnic standing around loudly lecturing us all about how messed up the world is. He had some general rants and then some specific rants for individuals. I am standing there, minding my own business, and he decides that I need a lecture. So he starts ranting at me about how being pretty won't last forever and my looks will fade, blah blah blah. That was fine - whatever. But then he starts talking about how money isn't everything and how he looks at me, all successful and making money but no man at my side to share it with. He went in that vein for a few minutes and I finally got really p*ssed off.
I looked at him and said, "Oh yeah? Well, I had to pay a special assessment on my condo so now I am broke AND alone!." Hahaha! I don't know what made me think that would shut him up. Needless to say, I got another lecture about buying my own place and how no man will want me now. I told him he smelled like pee and he should go away and thankfully he huffed off.
It's bad enough when I get flack for being single from people I know (which is rare, actually) but I'll be damned if I am going to let an asylum escapee lecture me on how I live my life. LOL!

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"Where I work, we have a women with a 20 oz. can of beer always in her hand as she screams at invisible people, yells at the buildings, and sometimes follows people around screaming at them."
Did I understand you correctly, that you and the intoxicated woman work together? What kind of company is that?
Exactly why I advocate for mental health institutions. Yes its a lot of money for people that "dont matter" but it makes it safe for them and us. Those people need help, not to pushed out on the street, in a world they can't handle or understand and where nobody understands them, to fend for themselves.
Ruby
It always amazes me how the universe has a way of finding and pushing your buttons. Obviously, who cares what some random stranger on the bus has to say -- but it still makes you fume, doesn't it?
This happens to me a lot. Whatever my issue happens to be at the moment seems to come slap me in the face from some random stranger or acquaintance.
Recent case in point -- a guy I've met twice told a mutual friend later about me, "well, TG just wants to have babies." With the implication that this might be hurting my dating life. I don't care what this guy thinks, but it did catch me off guard and annoy me when my friend told me what he said. I DO want babies -- but I don't JUST want babies, and I certainly don't want them with the wrong person.
Sometimes, I feel like these moments help you think about the issue and become stronger in your own convictions about your life and your choices.
AJ, enjoying life with C.
Sometimes we are the 'crazy' person...
Okay, I can't believe I am telling this story, but I thought it would add a different perspective to the discussion. As some of you know, I live and work in a one-room school house in rural Nebraska. I am surrounded by cattle. Yesterday ,after school, I noticed a cow (females are cows - males are steer and bulls) (I learned that here) grazing on the other side of the fence just outside my back door.
I decided to have some 'fun'. I quietly unlocked the door and jumped out and yelled at the cow. Naturally, it ran away. I know I would have looked like an idiot if anyone else was watching, but I am quite alone out here, so I thought it was safe. Can you figure out why I'm still single???
Later in the day the cow was probably standing around the water tank telling the other gals about the crazy teacher yelling at cows that are just trying to eat some damn grass.
*no animals were injured during the making of this story, but I almost twisted my ankle as I jumped down the steps.
>Later in the day the cow was probably standing
>around the water tank telling the other gals
>about the crazy teacher yelling at cows that
>are just trying to eat some damn grass.
I wouldn't worry about it. Cows don't really gossip the way we do.
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