Today, I really got a good look at what kind of girl friends I have. Friends in general actually. I don't know where they forgot their manners or respect, but somewhere it zapped out of their brains. I was talking about a little old lady I helped with her unemployment today. She was extremely upset and hard to deal with, but I never lost my cool or threatened to hang up because she was screaming. She's old, alone, and has no money, imagine the stress being 80.. you might as well want to die. As I'm explaining this poor lady to my friend she interrupts with what she would have told the lady ... "Well, stop yelling at me or I'm hanging up on you.. you douche."
What the hell?! A sweet stressed out lady is now a douche because you didn't give a shit about someone else. And it just continues. I look back at the places I've gone lately, and the friends houses I've been to. Nobody says please or thank you. They just take and expect more. They 're just flat rude and it's making me irratiable. A friend that drives like crazy and almost crashes about 5 times for a 10 minute coffee trip. And she has her license? She can't comprehend other cars, roads, or jack shit. I always thought I just worried too much, but I realize, I'm just being me. I'm thinking and caring about others. I'm being polite and thoughtful. I have respect and patience. What I'm stressing about is the lack of all of that around me and treating others as I want to be treated and getting nothing in return. Sometimes I look at all this and remember why I love my nut shells. To sit at home and make my kitten a castle out of boxes and duct tape. To read a book in one day. To watch every season of That 70's Show. To decorate my house and make it peaceful. To want to write my story and have people see things in my perspective. Maybe if I'm popular like Twlight or Harry Potter, then being respectful will be "in". These are perfect reasons why I keep to myself and stay home with my cat than go out with a bunch of punks at parties to say mean things about one another. Being me feels good and I love that.
