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Work is sucking right now. We are currently a week behind on a schedule that has a hardwired, "The CEO has promised the customers that this is the date", dead line. Right now I'm in the bullseye for two items that are in the critical path.I didn't go dancing tonight, didn't feel all that good, but at the same time I didn't get myself into bed when I planned on either. I probably should have gone dancing. Got my pager last night. The Karma Police were VERY good to me. I need to get 2 tickets to stabbing westward and just hand them to the person who had my pager. I do not want to let that kind of good deed go unrewarded. I figure that the universe will reward him soon enough, but in the words of Dogbert, "I'm a part of nature."
Ok, I'm petty and easily hurt. I mentioned getting a return wrong number on friday. She invited me over. I went. I got there about 10 or 15 minutes after they had started "Father of the Bride". She made the introductions (she had two friends over.) She offered me a drink, we then watched the movie. About 15 minutes from the end of the show her friends leave (which at the time I thought was weird, I mean, hell, she doesn't know me from adam), then she asks if I want to get more comfortable (I had been sitting on the couch), then a minute or two later she get's a phone call, tells me it's her brother, and asks if I have her number. So I get the bums rush out the freaking door when there is about 7 minutes left in the movie. I don't think she said more than 50 words to me the whole time.
So when I call her yesterday, I get "have a nice life fuck you very much." Not in those words mind you, I don't even remember the phrasing. I was headed out the door for my pager, I figured I'd touch base and go for coffee sometime, actually get to know who this other person is. Nope, apparently she took a look at me and then when the body didn't match her picture she got rid of me before I could say a word.
Is it me or is that shallow? I don't know what she was looking for, I had already decided that she was going to be a "friends only" type person. She was WAY to straight for me to think of playing with. She looks like she used to be pretty. No, she looked like she used to be gorgeous, she's still pretty.
Now here's something funny. I can write people off at the drop of a hat, all they have to do is show me that they lack courage. The two of us wrote each other off for different reasons. I don't know what her's were, I can guess, but I don't know. But I knew from the phone conversation ("hind sight is always 20/20, looking back it's still a bit fuzzy") that there were problems. If I had wanted to get to know her, I needed to play some pretty vicious mind games to keep her off balance. I could have done it, but I'm trying to not do that shit.
So I called her machine today to say that I felt hurt and that she had been rude. I'm taking a chance here, because technically she MIGHT be able to call it harassment, hell, if it's stretched far enough, it could be considered stalking. But damn it, rude people need to be told that they are rude. I never told her that I had a friend ready to call the cops if I didn't give him the right answers on his phone call. I remember talking to Vanessa (My ex, Jody's daughter) and her telling me that a guy is never at risk when he's with a woman, and all I said was, "Love, do you have any idea how easy it is for someone to stick a knife between my ribs?" - Her response, "Oh - I hadn't thought about that." So I don't believe that it ever crossed this woman's mind that I might be at risk, or scared.
God I'll be glad when this project is over.