Or, how to alienate all of your friends and not even really give a shit.
I have posted on here and Fratch many times about how almost all of my friends and bf have only one true hobby: going to the bar.
I grew out of partying and always getting smashed a while ago, and then I grew really sick of the bar scene when it got tiring to have to wait ages for a drink, have people wall to wall and in your business, random people trying to talk to you or hit on you, all that jazz.
Plus, with getting a new car, I warned everyone that I simply would not have the income to blow on stupid things like booze anymore. I could still afford to do other things. Truly, drinking is an expensive habbit. I save tons of money (including cab fare, which is usually $10 minimum one way) not going anymore. And quite frankly, it feels better not going. Plus, all bars in Wi are smoke free now, what's the point in even going?
Does anyone meet me halfway? No. All I get invited to are stupid drinking events. No one is willing to drink at home or have a barbeque or campfire or anything. And the two friends who thought I'd just blow $75 to hang out with them at the country music festival....pardon my French but are you retarded?
I text/call friends and ask if they'd want to try going to the new lounge or going to the dog park or the zoo or bowling (there IS a bar at the bowling alley ya know) or a bunch of other stuff, and I either don't get an answer or "Oh, we're busy tonight" and then wow, wouldn't you know it, a Facebook status the next day about being hungover or pictures of them drunk.
Last night my bf and I got in a big fight because I was being somewhat of a bitch about having a bad week at work and I just wanted peace and quiet and to rest and do nothing. He whined that I never want to do anything (drama queen much?) and how he was going out with our friends and I really need to think about how I'm treating people who are supposed to be my friends and people I care about, because they keep inviting me places and I keep refusing. Oh, whatever.
So he stays out until 4 am just to spite me, and I get random bitchy texts from one of my friends about how I never go out and why can't I just tell her I don't want to go out anymore? Uh, because you guys don't fucking get it.
I am not some hermit freak who never wants to leave the house. No one thinks my ideas (including my bf nowadays) are very fun because they don't include crowded places or the bar. "How are you supposed to have fun eating or at the movies?" he says. "How are you supposed to have fun in a crowded bar with everyone spilling on you and the music so loud you have to scream to be heard?" I ask back.
I really don't feel bad at all about "alienating" everyone. I've been having a rough time at work and all I want is peace and quiet and to do stuff I enjoy. If no one wants to meet me halfway, then fine.
I have posted on here and Fratch many times about how almost all of my friends and bf have only one true hobby: going to the bar.
I grew out of partying and always getting smashed a while ago, and then I grew really sick of the bar scene when it got tiring to have to wait ages for a drink, have people wall to wall and in your business, random people trying to talk to you or hit on you, all that jazz.
Plus, with getting a new car, I warned everyone that I simply would not have the income to blow on stupid things like booze anymore. I could still afford to do other things. Truly, drinking is an expensive habbit. I save tons of money (including cab fare, which is usually $10 minimum one way) not going anymore. And quite frankly, it feels better not going. Plus, all bars in Wi are smoke free now, what's the point in even going?
Does anyone meet me halfway? No. All I get invited to are stupid drinking events. No one is willing to drink at home or have a barbeque or campfire or anything. And the two friends who thought I'd just blow $75 to hang out with them at the country music festival....pardon my French but are you retarded?
I text/call friends and ask if they'd want to try going to the new lounge or going to the dog park or the zoo or bowling (there IS a bar at the bowling alley ya know) or a bunch of other stuff, and I either don't get an answer or "Oh, we're busy tonight" and then wow, wouldn't you know it, a Facebook status the next day about being hungover or pictures of them drunk.
Last night my bf and I got in a big fight because I was being somewhat of a bitch about having a bad week at work and I just wanted peace and quiet and to rest and do nothing. He whined that I never want to do anything (drama queen much?) and how he was going out with our friends and I really need to think about how I'm treating people who are supposed to be my friends and people I care about, because they keep inviting me places and I keep refusing. Oh, whatever.
So he stays out until 4 am just to spite me, and I get random bitchy texts from one of my friends about how I never go out and why can't I just tell her I don't want to go out anymore? Uh, because you guys don't fucking get it.
I am not some hermit freak who never wants to leave the house. No one thinks my ideas (including my bf nowadays) are very fun because they don't include crowded places or the bar. "How are you supposed to have fun eating or at the movies?" he says. "How are you supposed to have fun in a crowded bar with everyone spilling on you and the music so loud you have to scream to be heard?" I ask back.
I really don't feel bad at all about "alienating" everyone. I've been having a rough time at work and all I want is peace and quiet and to do stuff I enjoy. If no one wants to meet me halfway, then fine.


I love bowling...can't remember the last time I went to the zoo...
) people actually said that we "couldn't have a good time on New Year's" unless we were trashed. Sorry, but I wasn't about to risk wrapping my new-ish car around a tree. Nor was I about to risk putting her in danger. If I'm going to get trashed, I'll stay home
. I firmly believe that interesting times start in other ways than with alcohol or chemical means. I can be that strange all on my own. ... I need to post some "Drunk-Equivalent Teh" stories on here. Lord knows I remember every. single. moment. :shudder:
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