Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Just Another Doormat

My blood pressure sky rocketed earlier today and I lost it in a rant on twitter, at the same time firing off a few selected text messages, for good or bad to 3 choice individuals.

I don't suffer fools easily. Those close enough to me know this. And the scenario is worse still for those who think that they can make me out to be the fool. I may be laid back in my attitutude to life and a lot of other things but trust me when I say that my eyes aren't closed.

So what set it off?  A text message about me sent accidentally to me. I"ve kept quiet about what I have seen and heard going on. Everyone is entitled to have their own opinions about another person and I appreciate that. Now when you go about propogating false rumors and creating distrust, this is when I have an issue.

To the first person I sent a message to, also the cause of my angst, this is what i have to say to you...I don't hate you, I just hope you get your next period in a shark tank! You've been wanting to do the Baltimore aquarium dive, here let me volunteer and sign you up! And now you know that I know. Hope you're happy coz u've effectively killed our friendship.

To the good Dr. I don't know what the hell is your problem but it isn't me. I'm always joking with you & we've been laughing over said topic for weeks on end and yesterday u decided to pull a doozy and tweet that crap? I effin use lists on twitter to keep up with my TL. What you claimed to be within mins was 2 hours later! Go check my list, its open for public consumption anyways. Its not just this however. Its the convo the previous day too. You have a problem with me, take it up with me. I've had your back thru all this crap, the least u can do is have mine & stop hammering me as you promised u would!

And lastly to person no.3. You fucking can't help me out coz u say you're tight but I see on FB that you are taking off for SA for two weeks and I also hear that you've booked tickets for UK/DC in dec. Since when was it OK for me to shoulder the entire burden. I'm not churning out the moola by bucket loads here, in fact i'm struggling! Howz that for news?

You know what?  What-the-fuck-ever! After all this is Cherie and she's just a fucking dorrmat...

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