Its been a week since I have been gone and I tell you, you CAN
LEARN A LOT ABOUT a relationship when it is tested.
Can you believe that a few men actually had the audacity to say
that THEY DID NOT LIKE HOW I LEFT.
My rationale was, if I ain’t call you, then you either weren’t helpful
or had demonstrated that my success or demise was irrelevant to you.
^^^Bitter. No. I was naive.
The graduate actually had the nerve to e-mail me on Sunday.
Being nosy.
“I heard you left”. ” I talked to **** and he said you probably
moved back to Cali”.
^^^^Why in the f*ck do you care.
This sh*t taught me that n*ggas really get off on hearing my stories.
I’m a writer, so PART OF ME knew this.
And to top it off, your boy Sweet Jesus pointed out the sense of entitlement
that New York City dudes have, so when I told him about this ^^^^he
ain’t throw it in my face,
But, it was the sense of entitlement that came through, not One or Two,
but THREE cats having the NERVE to say, “Why didn’t you say good bye?”
Im thinking to myself, because I had other fish to fry, like moving N*GGA.
Its bugged because, in addition to that sh*t, I reached out to two OTHER
people who offered to help.
I called one and said hey, “Can you just help me move sh*t to the basement
that I am throwing out. Call me if you can or can’t make it.”
No response till two days later talking ’bout zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.
Then another, I sent a text message saying “hey, I can use an extra pair
of hands for an hour or two”.
I found out the next day, that their phone was turned off that day.
They don’t know that I’m out of state.
This is a whole new level of trill news.
In other news I bought so many groceries at an uncrowded trader joes
I almost through my back out carrying them home:)
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When the last time somebody faked on you hella hard?
What did you do about it?
Yall still cool?
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The irony is that you talk about cats with a sense of entitlement, but yet you felt entitled to receive help from them.
Also ironic (and sort of hypocritical) is that you felt they didn’t honor the bonds of friendship enough to offer help, but you didn’t feel compelled to honor the bonds by properly saying good bye or bringing closure to the various friendships.
Sounds like a case of improper resource (read friend) management. Greasy callousness can often produce indifference especially when relationships and their nuances are mis-managed.
Finally, It is far easier to blame someone than to accept responsibility for our actions and their results. But the reality is that when you don’t properly follow the rules of engagement (or aren’t aware of them) with friends and family and even co-workers you get less than favorable results… over and over and over again.
I feel you M.deezy…
I’ve lived in a lot of places (Oakland, Frisco, LA, Houston, San Antonio, etc…) and each time I move, it means I lose touch with certain people. Not necessarily because I want to, that’s just how the shit works.
The one question I HATE to get from people who I haven’t talked to in a while is, “Why haven’t you contacted or stayed in touch with me?
That shit works both ways homie!
Or, the “How come you didn’t tell me that you moved or went away?”
Nigga, because it wouldn’t have mattered anyway. We haven’t talked in a year.
Don’t people just get on your nerves?
HOUSTON…..WE ARE IN THE GRISTLE.
Shawty whom i recently caught up with at an all-white shindig (been to one before but that one was winter and needless to say your boy was creamed out..lol)..anyhoo, we had met last yr at a homegirl’s spot, exchanged #s, true enough she told me she was busy but I called couple times never returned phone call i deleted, moved on..
then bam! white party..and true enough we meet again..I actually went out of my way to say wassup..just to see her reaction, she fronted on me at first and then i reminded her where we met then fake light bulb..so we spoke about it, i called her out on not returning my calls rather politely..she was like, “told you I was busy yadda-yadda” I was like you didn’t RETURN my calls tho..then pause, then sorry..then confession, she lost my #.
So i let her fess up and after she was done, hit her with my apology like, “you know on the real, I got a confession, I too lost your #”
had a date last weekend..ohh the trillness of frontin’ I love it..
“It is far easier to blame someone than to accept responsibility for our actions and their results.”
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Anon appears to have Libertarian tendencies.
“It is far easier to blame someone than to accept responsibility for our actions and their results.”
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Every boat sits on its own bottom.
So i let her fess up and after she was done, hit her with my apology like, “you know on the real, I got a confession, I too lost your #”
had a date last weekend..ohh the trillness of frontin’ I love it.
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Dang. You be going hard, after a year hunh…Ol boy don’t like to lose I see.
“I will not lose” – S. Carter..
lol
I am late in reading your blog entry. The latest friend to flake cost me $200 ( I can use it as a tax write off, but that is not the issue.) I called in February, asked if she was interested in tickets for an event( last year she mentioned that she would like to go this year.) My sorority hosts the event. Minimun ticket purchase is 5. I told her that she needed to get other folks to go because I wasn’t. 30 days later, she called to say that she couldn’t find anyone else to go. I then gave away 4 of the ticket and only had one left. She called two weeks before the event and begged me not to sell or give the ticket away. I gave the ticket away because I didn’t hear from her. 2 months after the event, she calls and leaves messages asking me to call. No applology, just acting like nothing has gone on.
I have not returned any calls and it has now been 2 months since she last called me.
just acting like nothing has gone on.
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Thats that “co-dependent” sh*t and it ain’t cool.