Emotional Whores

A while ago I went to a party, saw a lot of people I knew. Saw a lot of friends and people I’d rather not want to see. Among those was someone I was surprised to see. It was a girl I used to hang out with. She was poor and new to the area and I helped her out, I know what this is like. I know what it’s like to not be able to afford food. So I’ll help someone down on their luck, somehow she translated this to “dating”. Apparently feeding someone out of pity translates to: “Have my baby”. I think I missed a few steps there.

If people would take the time to think, all it takes is two seconds. Do they do something out of a sheer act of kindness or do they do it to become more then friends? Yes people can still act kind; I don’t want to take part of a world where people think kindness is a form of perversion. This would mean the people serving at those food lines are the worst kind of people. Seems kind of stupid, no?

So there I was, talking about any of the vague subjects I could remember about the subject. She has said to other people “I hate that guy” referring to me. That’s fine, I was happy with that as I didn’t care for her very condescending and annoying attitude. Not that I generally dislike people, it takes a while to get on my nerves. For her it took about 3 months before I couldn’t stand it. People who want to force you to like and do everything they like don’t impress me. I have spent a long time becoming me and I don’t want to change that. While discussing these vague subjects she was impressed I remembered so much about her.

She directly asked “I thought you hated me.” To which I quickly responded “no” which was true at the time.  I’m not sure where things got out of hand there but I remember being bored and decided to watch a movie that she was watching. I was starving before the party and I couldn’t stand it anymore. Most parties have snack foods and junk food, but I needed real substance. I invited many people to go on a food run with me. No one would go with me. So I offered with a friend who I don’t speak to very often. He agreed and not being rude we invited the girl, yea oops?

Well we had a good conversation, except every time the girl opened her mouth. She wanted to talk about herself and what she likes. My friend and I didn’t care, but was polite to let her speak and have conversation.  It was this time the three of us got barrage of text messages asking what we were doing and where we were. I felt generous and paid for the entire meal.

Come to find out we had stolen the date of another friend of mine, who had paid for dinner earlier – to which she didn’t eat. She just had dessert but still? When we arrive back on the scene of the party it was winding down, the friends or closest people to the party were still there. I said good night and left after some lengthy conversations. The girl assumed that she was going out with me somewhere around that time. My friend who had asked her out had left in rage. As I was driving home, about to fall asleep at the wheel, I got a few text messages asking if I was going to take the girl home. I responded I knew nothing about it, that no one had even asked me about it then proceeded home. Which was my mistake, I should have gone back at that point.

Come to find out that she had told everyone that she was going out with me and that I was taking her home. This is the same person who dumped her boyfriend because he wouldn’t leave a hospital to give her a ride to “hang out”. So now I’m stuck with the image that I stole a girl from one of my best friends and dumped her on someone else.  I don’t know why I keep getting in these situations people make a lot more difficult than they should be.

So let’s look at the aftermath. The girl who has done all these flimsy acts trying to satisfy her hormones is not in contact with anyone of my group that I know of. What has come of her? Well I don’t know, nor do I care. She has now offended everyone that I know of and has no indirect communication with me. She prefers being “home” and is almost done with school; I don’t expect to see her again.

As for my friend, it’s just awkward with him. I knew he was avoiding me, but I don’t know the extent of it. I sent him a few text messages. I’m not sure if he got them. I said sorry, if he wants to be butt hurt about something I knew nothing about, well that’s his problem. I have no remorse anymore and I am moving on with my life.

I’m the kind of person who tries to do things, bring people together. I try to have my friends meet and become friends with each other. One on one I’m treated as an equal. Yet I get the distinct impression that my friends or would be called friends have no respect for me when together. I’m the reason any of my friends know anyone else to hang out with. Do they remember this fact at all? I. Don’t. Think. so. Sometimes don’t even get the respect for being a human. If I said “well I don’t care” that wouldn’t be true. But I don’t dwell on it. I’ll just move on. Because, making friends is VERY easy for me.

Well it’s not all bad news. I have more situations that are much more positive. Like when I was at a party and met a group of girls. I didn’t think anything of it; I just joked around with them and had a good time. Well they started to flirt back and it was really fun. We did this into the night and they decided to go, they got my contact information and left.

Well a friend of mine liked one of the girls as well. But it was a triangle of miss matched love thing. In the girls wisdom she decided to just drop it and go her way. She essentially ended contact. I was mad at the time but looking back. I have the utmost respect for her decision and sensitivity of her friends. Not only did she spare her friend’s feelings but she stopped a situation from becoming a lot worse. I tried to push my friend to go out with the friend that he liked. He declined and said ‘That wouldn’t be fair to you.” And life goes on…