Announcement

Collapse
No announcement yet.

I really really hate you... (long)

Collapse
This topic is closed.
X
X
 
  • Filter
  • Time
  • Show
Clear All
new posts

  • I really really hate you... (long)

    Was reading the PFB letter about the person who claimed she didn't get served because the clerk's girlfriend disliked her..... and it got me thinking.


    about people who chose to dislike or hate you for pretty much no logical or sane reason.

    anyone else have this from time to time?


    1) Mouse.

    I barely knew her, in fact I didn't even know she was the Mouse I'd heard others talking about. Now in her defense I don't remember if I ever passed on any of the Mouse-related gossip I'd heard.

    I did find out later, however that she was bi-polar and was on her way out of the Navy because of it.

    What I didn't understand was... why me. I just remembered going to the base club and seeing her talking to two of my good friends. The way she'd glared at me (followed by the "talk too much" gesture) that was was pretty much ranting to them about me.

    I was upset, but more at my friends for listening to her... although they said they hadn't actually been saying anything back. Thinking back now, I wonder if they were just being quiet cos... if they'd said anything to her in my defense, there's no telling how she'd have reacted.

    For the most part, after that though, I had even less interaction with her. But I do remember hanging out with a friend and ... there was a party he was going to go to. He was going to invite me, until he remembered Mouse would already be there. And if he brought me, she wouldn't stay.


    But... I never did find out why me. Granted yeah I talked too much, but I never really found out why I was the one she hated so much.


    2) C2
    Now this one was kinda interesting. I met a guy named C1 at a club and found out he was also military. I don't remember much, just some heavy flirting at the club, and when I saw him next on base. But... it didn't really go anywhere.

    Sometime later, I found out a gal I knew - C2 - was getting married ... to C1.

    I don't know how she found out about the two of us, but she got insanely jealous and started accusing me of trying to steal her husband, and that she'd kill me if I stole him.

    And no, there was no adultery. When I'd flirted with him, the two of them hadn't even met yet... but that didn't matter to her. It didn't even matter that I started dating a marine... as far as she cared I was after her husband.


    Needless to say... C1 and C2 got divorced in less than a year.
    What was even funnier is who she picked for her next boyfriend... the marine.

    It was pretty much the same thing as with her husband-accusations. It didn't matter that I'd already broken up with him. It didn't matter that I gave him full permission to date again (he'd asked) and remained friends. It didn't matter that C2 started dating him well over a month later... As far as she could see, she "stole him from me".



    so anyone else deal with crazy stuff like that?

  • #2
    Hmm...

    Was best friends with a guy for 8 years. We started out dating, we just didn't click as couple, but we make great friends. Our bond was really strange because if something bad happened and I was really upset, he would just know, and call me within minutes. We can also have an entire conversation simply by looking at each other. So I can see that level of connection making a new gf/bf jealous, but seriously, the relationship was never a sexual one.

    Anyway, He dated a chick for like 3 years that just HATED my guts. It didn't matter that I was nothing but supportive of their relationship and even went out of my way to be friends with her. I was always nice to her, and never said anything unkind about her to anyone. Even when she cheated on him, repeatedly. I took the, "If you don't have anything nice to say" stance. Sadly, our friendship fell apart when our own personal lives did.

    Also, you know how at most parties, there is that one "hawt" chick who thinks she's "the shizz" and she obviously tries way too hard? For some reason, that chick is always threatened by me and tries to start fight. I'm thinking it's because my personality attracts people, both male and female. I'm guessing this type of chick needs to kill off any serious competition.
    "I'm working for popcorn - what I get paid doesn't rise to the level of peanuts." -Courtesy of Darkwish

    ...Beware the voice without a face...

    Comment


    • #3
      The one time I've really noticed that happening with me was with a few fellow sales associates at Macy's. These women both worked in a different department/on a different floor than I did, and they were both rude and unfriendly the one time I made a mistake of picking up an extra shift in their department. I never did understand what their problem with me was, as I'd done nothing to either that I know of......and for the woman who's still working there, if I have to shop in the area she's in, I always go to a different register.

      Comment


      • #4
        I once had a girl declare me 'shunned'. (I'm not kidding. Her whole clique shunned me unless required by a teacher to speak to me.) My crime was declining an invitation to a party she was throwing, because I had just started attending that school and was too shy to go to a party where I wouldn't know anyone.
        It's little things that make the difference between 'enjoyable', 'tolerable', and 'gimme a spoon, I'm digging an escape tunnel'.

        Comment


        • #5
          Quoth NightWatch View Post
          Also, you know how at most parties, there is that one "hawt" chick who thinks she's "the shizz" and she obviously tries way too hard? For some reason, that chick is always threatened by me and tries to start fight.
          you just described my cow-irker "J" *shudders*
          Honestly.... the image of that in my head made me go "AWESOME!"..... and then I remembered I am terribly strange.-Red dazes

          Comment


          • #6
            Quoth BlaqueKatt View Post
            you just described my cow-irker "J" *shudders*
            Maybe you'll get lucky and she break an ankle in her high heels... Then even if she comes to work, you can mock her.
            "I'm working for popcorn - what I get paid doesn't rise to the level of peanuts." -Courtesy of Darkwish

            ...Beware the voice without a face...

            Comment


            • #7
              Quoth NightWatch View Post
              Maybe you'll get lucky and she break an ankle in her high heels... Then even if she comes to work, you can mock her.
              i'd rather stuff her into an autoclave

              she's led on two of my friends(i'll leave my husband for you....if you buy me stuff), and tried to get my husband to leave me because "I'm too old for him-he should be with someone his own age"....of course this was after she found out he makes more than her and her husband combined......
              Honestly.... the image of that in my head made me go "AWESOME!"..... and then I remembered I am terribly strange.-Red dazes

              Comment


              • #8
                Quoth LadyAndreca View Post
                I once had a girl declare me 'shunned'. (I'm not kidding. :
                Man. I would have considered that a gift. Those kind of people not speaking to you? Worth any price.

                I dunno, I am sure plenty of people don't like me, and I'm equally sure some of them have reasons that, at least to them, are compelling. And in some cases are truly compelling. There's a few people who would probably like to see me in a landfill, and I do not return the sentiment because I understand why they feel that way.

                I'm not one of these people who thinks everyone has to like me.

                I've been disliked for being in an SCA household (not the current one) that was across the board disliked by some people.

                I've been disliked for being better looking than someone else (and yes, the woman was not too embarassed to admit this.) I'm not saying I was better looking than her. I'm saying she thought I was better looking. The chick had issues.

                I've been disliked because of my ethnicity. And I've been disliked because of what some people thought my ethnicity was.

                I've been EXTREMELY disliked for dating men other women wanted to date. One of which was my husband (that kind of triggered some serious bad blood in this town.).

                Comment


                • #9
                  Most people seem to hate me. It's odd as I don't try to be an asshole but they do.

                  In highschool the popular kids all hated me, mainly because I could kick their ass at almost any sport but I didn't play any of them for the school and I was in the "smart" classes but I hung out with the rednecks, gear heads, etc.

                  But that all seemed to be High school piddly crap until senior year. Senior year people who had been my friends suddenly stopped talking to me. To this day there is a guy I was friends with from 6th-11th grade who will go out of his way to not talk to me if we see each other (we're both 25 now). No idea what I did.

                  My family, yeah they hate me. My closet cousin growing up won't look me in the eye anymore. Aunts and Uncles go out of their way not to talk to me. This past summer was the first time in 9 years my Uncle Earl spoke to me.

                  I used to worry about "was it something I did, said?" but I really don't anymore.

                  Comment


                  • #10
                    I had a whole gang of girls at my HS who wanted to kick my ass because they had decided that I was a "gypsy witch".

                    I wish I were making that up.

                    The ass kicking never materialized, btw. Mainly because of my friends.

                    Comment


                    • #11
                      welcome to my life at school and college. I swear I walked in the gate at school on the first day at highschool and instantly felt the hatred. I don't know what I did, I shall never know. Clearly it was something so bad that I must be hated by all and avoided by anyone that liked me.

                      I figured most of the hatred for me started in year 4 when this bitch girl I call only by her last name arrived at school. She hated me from the get go. But it was a wierd relationship...she hated me while at school but liked me away from school. I would go to her house all the time yet she would be really nasty to me at school...and everyone hated me because of it.

                      Whatever it was I did, or maybe it was some "aura" I send out but college was the same...two girls hated me there and that was it. I was hated. I got so very sick at college, I had no social life and spent my time working. Hell I had my dads appartment for 2 weeks and all I did was do assignments...no paarties or invites to friends...no one to invite :S
                      I am evil, I should change my middle name legally TO evil, I'm proud of my evilness! Makes life fun! bwhaha

                      Comment


                      • #12
                        I can't think of anyone who truly hated me. Maybe I'm sheltered that way, or maybe because I try to get along with people

                        Although, there was one girl in high school, Brooke, who apparently got upset that I'd asked one of her friends out. Keep in mind that I wasn't rude to Brooke at all, and had done nothing to her. No, she was upset because a "loser paper boy" should dare ask a friend out. As such, she was usually a bitch towards me. So, I kept my distance, given that I don't hit women...even if they do deserve it

                        Forgot all about her, until she showed up at my 10-year high school reunion. Brooke wasn't even in my class, nor was she married to a classmate. Instead, she'd tagged along with someone. Not wanting to deal with her, I kept my distance. But, when my friend Laura asked who she was, I replied with "that's Brooke. I'm keeping my distance now, but if she starts on me...I'm throwing her down the stairs." Laura did the thing, and then I explained why. She understood
                        Aerodynamics are for people who can't build engines. --Enzo Ferrari

                        Comment


                        • #13
                          Quoth PepperElf View Post
                          people who chose to dislike or hate you for pretty much no logical or sane reason.

                          anyone else have this from time to time?
                          Now, being a loud, obnoxious, fun-loving, weird, odd, eccentric, drinking social type like myself, there are lots of people who dislike or can't stand me for various reasons. While I don't agree with all these reasons, and don't always dislike the person disliking me, the reasons are, by their standards valid, and I can understand, by their standards, why they would not like me. Hey, some people just don't like the loud-mouthed smartass in the room! But I accepted long, long ago that no matter what I do or how I act, there are always going to be people who, for reasons real or imagined, just don't like me.

                          Fuck 'em. Life is too short for me to bother trying to make everyone like me. So I don't. I live my life the way I choose to, am as true to myself as I can be, and as far as those people who don't like me, I just don't have time to care about them or their feelings. As I said....fuck 'em.

                          But I have dealt with this craziness of which you speak. There is, for example, one guy here in KW that despises me. Why? Well, it's simple. I dated the girl he liked. Now, to fully understand this guy's idiocy, let's look at a few facts:

                          --He knew her before I did, and made the fact that he liked her clear, but she made equally clear that she wanted nothing more than friendship from him.
                          --I never knew the guy until after I started dating said female.--Even after she
                          --We were never friends, he and I. So I didn't violate the "Friend Code" nor did I "steal his girl." Neither of those things applied.

                          And yet this little fucker glared at me and said not one word to me 99.999% of the time, unless he absolutely had to. Hell, one time the three of us (and others) were at a bar, and he and I were both ordering beers at the same time. Trying to be nice to the dude and maybe smooth things over, I told the bartender "I'll pay for both of these." To which the dude said very curtly, "No. I'LL pay for MINE."

                          Personally I really don't care, as the dude is kind of a lame drip, and while all three of us were in our THIRTIES at the time (she recently turned 40), his whole schtick with her was till very junior high school. And I'm sure he wanted to kick my ass on many occasions, but this didn't bother me either, as not only was the drip a majorly spineless pussy, but he also happens to be one of the few guys out there who is much smaller than me.


                          But all this stuff I am used to, as I have friends from many different social circles and geographical areas, and a lot of time, my friends don't really like each other. If I ever do get married, the wedding could get very interesting, to be honest. Hell, my girlfriend does not care for one of my best friends in Key West. Ya know what? Fuck her. I don't stop being friends with someone simply because a girlfriend or another friend doesn't like them. To her credit, my girlfriend knows this and (grudgingly) accepts it. Which is good, because if she didn't, it could be a major deal breaker.

                          "The Customer Is Always Right...But The Bartender Decides Who Is
                          Still A Customer."

                          Comment

                          Working...
                          X