May 30th, 2006friend or foe?
A couple of weeks ago E graduated from college and I went out with her and a bunch of her friends that night. One of her “friends” had a cousin who came down from Canada and he and I hit it off. A good dancer and a really funny guy, we spent most of the evening talking in French and discussing electrical engineering (his major). I thought nothing of it. It was a fun night, everyone had a good time and he and I agreed if I was ever in Montreal, we’d go for a drink. He’s one of those people you’ll still know in 20 years—a friend.
I found out a couple of days ago that his cousin (E’s friend) was for some reason pissed at me (varying reasons have been given—mainly that I took some attention off her because her cousin and I were talking) and because of that, lied to everyone there and said that I have Hep C.
What now, you say? Why? What would be the point of saying that?
I have no idea. She knew I had been sick earlier this year and she knew the real reason, but instead, she decided to get back at me for getting more attention than her (not really, she made sure she was at the center of it all) and thought that was the best way.
Not that having Hep C defines a person, but the way she made it sound is that not only do I have it, but I want to a) give it to people and b) am still doing whatever it was I did to get it in the first place.
Her cousin has been emailing me and he finally asked me about it. I was stunned.
Mainly, I guess, because I’ve never really been the target of something like that. I tend to make good friends, smart friends, friends who are actually friends, and it floored me that anyone would lie like that about someone else—particularly someone they don’t know. What’s the point of that?
I watched Coach Carter the other night… the movie is good, not great, but decent. However there’s a speech a student gives and I found it gave me some perspective.
Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.
It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be?
Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won’t feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do.
It is not just in some of us; it is in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same.
As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.
—Marianne Williamson
*jaw drops*
That would have floored me too.
But I very much enjoy that quote.
Comment by Therese — May 30, 2006 @ 11:15 am
Good, I’m glad I’m not the only one who is shocked.
Comment by the insider — May 30, 2006 @ 11:35 am
Would you like me to dispatch them for you?
Comment by Grampa — May 30, 2006 @ 1:41 pm
wow… did you tell the guy cousin the truth so he could go back and tell his cousin (the lying tramp whore bitch cousin/friend) that she’s a lying tramp whore bitch?
and would you like me to accompany gramps in dispatching them since he’s old and feeble and just getting over an illness?
Comment by wendykat — May 30, 2006 @ 1:46 pm
Yeah, but I still have an infinite capacity for rage.
Comment by Grampa — May 30, 2006 @ 1:54 pm
G… lol. Your capacity for rage is very nice, I must agree, lol.
Wendy.. LOL. Actually, when I set him straight, I believe he called her a lying tramp whore bitch—exact words.
And no, more than anything, I really pity her. Which isn’t to say I’m not mad, I just don’t have any rage about it. If she’d do that to someone she barely knows.. geez, imagine what she says about people she claims are friends. She has a very lonely life/road ahead of her and I’m not going to waste my time with it.
Comment by the insider — May 30, 2006 @ 2:07 pm
ah well. can i still hurt her? just a little?
Comment by wendykat — May 30, 2006 @ 2:21 pm
Oh sure not a problem… actually she’s moving to Cambridge in a week or so… 😉
Comment by the insider — May 30, 2006 @ 2:35 pm
sweeeet.
Comment by wendykat — May 30, 2006 @ 5:27 pm
Nothing says friendship like the willingness to crush someone’s skull with a hatchet.
Comment by Grampa — May 30, 2006 @ 5:31 pm
hey. who said anything about a hatchet? i prefer to do my maiming with my bare hands.
Comment by wendykat — May 30, 2006 @ 6:41 pm
It goes with my whole Viking, I come from the land of the ice and snow motif. Work with me.
If I was a Mongol, it’d be a furry hat and a battle axe.
Comment by Grampa — May 30, 2006 @ 7:03 pm
I just.. lol. You two are cute.
Comment by the insider — May 30, 2006 @ 7:41 pm
aaaah ah aahhhhh ah!
aaaah ah aahhhhh ah!
so i’m more the drunken ninja… or just the drunken… uhm… drunk… fighter… person… who fights…
…
drunkenly.
Comment by wendykat — May 30, 2006 @ 8:02 pm
So the drinking started early for you?
Yeah, me too.
Ugh. Awful day.
Comment by the insider — May 30, 2006 @ 8:13 pm
not that early. i’m just THAT much of a lightweight.
1/3 of a bottle of red wine and i’m loopy!
Comment by wendykat — May 30, 2006 @ 8:16 pm
Yeah I’m with you on that. I’m loopy on two bottles of Corona. 😛
Comment by the insider — May 30, 2006 @ 8:25 pm
ah sweet i beat you then. i can go about 4 of corona or 3 or something stronger.
Comment by wendykat — May 30, 2006 @ 8:26 pm
I can do two-three shots of vodka. Maybe three of beer. 😛
Comment by the insider — May 30, 2006 @ 8:31 pm
3 shots of beer? loser. hehehe.
Comment by wendykat — May 30, 2006 @ 8:53 pm
OMG! why aren’t kids in the kindergarten ?!?!? WTF!? really, I still can’t believe that world has to be leaded by that crappy & childish people ¬¬ enough of this!
It really puts on my nerves! :@@@@@
Comment by Me, Myself and I — May 31, 2006 @ 2:32 am