Post by Monkey on Feb 4, 2009 2:13:20 GMT -5
It's true. I feel bad about it, but there are some people I can't stand. I don't just mean the fact that I hope Rush Limbaugh has a heart attack while having relations with an underage illegal immigrant (though I sometimes feel bad about that, too), I mean real people. People with whom I share the internet.
When I don't like people, I ignore them. Entirely. I don't read their threads (or I do so I can bitch about them and make fun of them), I disregard everything they say, the mention of their name makes me angry, I truly, to the best of my abilities, ignore their very existence. I don't carry on conversations with them, I won't even respond to direct contact under most circumstances, if I must I'm very curt about it. I in no way try to lead them on into thinking I like them. By ignoring them, I ensure that they won't make that mistake.
I suppose this isn't really a rant, as I recognize that disliking people is part of human nature. Whether it's when you can list off a dozen reasons your stomach turns every time you see them, or when you can't quite pinpoint the reason behind the disgust, it's still a valid human emotion that I should embrace, understand, and control.
I feel my way of dealing with the people that bother me is probably the best way, I don't say anything I regret and, for the most part, I stay off their radar so their feelings don't get hurt by my actions (or lack there of, I suppose).
If I have any real reason to rant it's about people thinking I dislike them when I don't. I'm not the type to pretend to be friends and I'm not the type to purposely hurt people. Unfortunately, I am the type to slip into sarcasm when I know perfectly well sarcasm doesn't really come across on the internet. I am the type to play fight in jest and I should know that doesn't work well either. The first time anyone privately messaged me asking if I was actually angry with them really should have clued me into that one, but I'm a bit pot of failure, so we all know I haven't been able to cut that habit out of my repertoire.
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I love you guys, don't ever think otherwise.
I'm a whiny, immature, socially-inept, opinionated witch with the sense of humor of a twelve year-old boy. Yet, I hate offending people and I hate it a thousand times more when it's people I love (or even people I simply don't dislike).
Dear lord, that's the most I've voluntarily written in months.
When I don't like people, I ignore them. Entirely. I don't read their threads (or I do so I can bitch about them and make fun of them), I disregard everything they say, the mention of their name makes me angry, I truly, to the best of my abilities, ignore their very existence. I don't carry on conversations with them, I won't even respond to direct contact under most circumstances, if I must I'm very curt about it. I in no way try to lead them on into thinking I like them. By ignoring them, I ensure that they won't make that mistake.
I suppose this isn't really a rant, as I recognize that disliking people is part of human nature. Whether it's when you can list off a dozen reasons your stomach turns every time you see them, or when you can't quite pinpoint the reason behind the disgust, it's still a valid human emotion that I should embrace, understand, and control.
I feel my way of dealing with the people that bother me is probably the best way, I don't say anything I regret and, for the most part, I stay off their radar so their feelings don't get hurt by my actions (or lack there of, I suppose).
If I have any real reason to rant it's about people thinking I dislike them when I don't. I'm not the type to pretend to be friends and I'm not the type to purposely hurt people. Unfortunately, I am the type to slip into sarcasm when I know perfectly well sarcasm doesn't really come across on the internet. I am the type to play fight in jest and I should know that doesn't work well either. The first time anyone privately messaged me asking if I was actually angry with them really should have clued me into that one, but I'm a bit pot of failure, so we all know I haven't been able to cut that habit out of my repertoire.
...
....
I love you guys, don't ever think otherwise.
I'm a whiny, immature, socially-inept, opinionated witch with the sense of humor of a twelve year-old boy. Yet, I hate offending people and I hate it a thousand times more when it's people I love (or even people I simply don't dislike).
Dear lord, that's the most I've voluntarily written in months.