What am I supposed to tolerate? An emotional vampire trying to make drama out of nothing? Some, person who wanted to talk to me while I'm at work and am unable to get to my phone? I think some people just need to realize that I have a life and a job and am perfectly content with things as they are and do you want to know why? My job, actually helps me forget trivial things that happen every day and helps me to focus on my work and let me tell you, those types of jobs aren't easy to find.
I suppose y'all want some elaboration well for sake of this person's identity we'll just call them "Shelly".
Anyway, a week ago, Shelly and I got into it over something pretty trivial, I logged out and went away to cool myself off. The next day, I took them out of my Skype contacts to get their attention, to no avail... until yesterday that is. It was 1:00pm, the morning shift at my work had just left and pretty much left me to fend for myself, so... for at least a good couple hours I was busy, restocking and cooking and such. When my phone starts to ring, I naturally ignore it because I happened to be busy at the time, an hour or so goes by, the phone starts buzzing again, and again, I ignore it because I had my hands tied. Up until 3, my phone was blowing up with text after text and when I finally got a free minute to check, I find 2 phone calls and 7 texts from Shelly. I skim through them, basically reading something like this:
"Why are you being like this? Why aren't you answering me? And why did you block me on Skype after all that?"
To be completely honest with you, I had completely forgotten anything had happened because work has kept me preoccupied, a much needed break from bullshit. I facepalmed, but at the time I was also frustrated from having so much to do and so little time to do it in, I briefly messaged back:
"Heavens forbid I work on a Sunday!"
Now, you'd think that'd be the end of it, but no... it get's better. Instead of an "Oh sorry, well get back at me when you're off." the ranting continued. When I finally did arrive home, I was so exhausted, I didn't even check my messages, I went with my girlfriend to grab some food and not long after that, I went to bed.
Early this morning, I wake up, throw on my clothes and as I'm walking to the car, I find more messages from Shelly. I won't bore you with each one so I'll summarize them like this; Each one basically said how this person didn't need any drama bullshit. I snickered to myself, replying something to the effect of "That's cute, you're calling drama on me and yet you got upset that I didn't answer my phone... at work no less."
Now, that's not all that was in there, apparently sometime last night, Shelly was admitted to the ER for problems which out of respect for this person I won't go into. Well, Shelly replied to my last message, talking about how they had been in the hospital for 24 hours (which is complete bullshit, because they'd only been there for 15 at the time) and how I wasn't concerned at all for her well-being.
For those that know me, I'm usually a pretty level-headed, albeit, silly and slightly insane individual, but even with all of my quirks, I can only be pushed so far. Now, I've known Shelly for a LONG time... almost 12 years, yet I've seen them at their best, at their worst, when they were down, when we were fighting, when she was in the hospital countless times, I've put up with bullshit that Shelly pulled for a long time and if I really didn't care, I would never have stuck through what I did for them. Now I told Shelly this, along with, until you realize, that I have never stopped caring about you, that I would and will do what I can for you, even though we live in different cities and until you realize how incredibly silly and emotionally vampiric you're being, LEAVE ME ALONE because I'm not going to take any of that shit, especially from you.
That's basically what I said in a nutshell, I didn't even bother reading Shelly's replies after that, I was too frustrated at that point, to think that they had the nerve to pull this again. The last thing I read from them was "Bye" to which I said to myself "Good riddance ya nut."
Now seriously... what am I supposed to tolerate? Being told that I don't care about someone because they aren't the center of my world? Being chastised for working to sustain my existence? Hell, they've done something similar to this earlier this year. I'm sorry... but I'm not apologizing this time, quite frankly because I'm not in the wrong. I submit, however, that I probably could've handled it differently but as I've said, even I can only be tried so far.
Anyway, that's enough out of me for now... I'm gonna go unwind doing something I love. As per Shelly... they'll be back, sooner or later they'll be back, just like the last dozen or so times we've fought.