I feel sorry for my friends. I bet it is a pain in the ass to maintain a relationship with me.
I go through “phases” - which is a nice way of saying that sometimes I’m downright lovable and sometimes I lean more towards psycho - and there’s no clear signs that a change is coming. Really, I pity the fool who befriends me. Or has to work with me.
Under normal non-psycho circumstances, I can take almost as much shit as I can dish out. I consider teasing - both giving and receiving - to be a sign of affection. No one knows my inherent flaws, and how to use them against me to make a good joke, as well as my close friends.
And then there is the hyper-sensitive psycho phase. Once in a while my hormones flare, my skin gets thin and my sense of humor takes a beating. Sometimes I decide that all that ribbing (that word always makes me thinks of condoms and turtlenecks) is not good natured lovin’ and that “if I’m so fucking bad then why the hell do you continue to hang out with me?” *insert foot stomping and pouting*
Yesterday was one of those days. Work Husband and I had lunch with a former co-worker of mine and Work Husband’s brother and sister-in-law. It was quite the incestuous lunch really (and you sick bastards who got here from Google looking that shit up? Seek. Help.)
Anyway, I got on some kick that Work Husband’s usual teasing had crossed the line and the drive home back to work consisted of me telling him I thought it was ridiculous that he felt like he had to act like he couldn’t stand me around other people and that I was not going to be speaking to him. *insert more foot stomping and pouting*
We got back to work and I was determined to continue with my pity party stand my ground. And then I got this email:
Britt,Please consider the context? I’m not going out of my way to make people think I don’t like you. It’s funny. Everybody at the table knows that I adore you! There’s no acting, just playing. If I truly hurt your feelings, I’m sorry. No buts about it.
Is that not the world’s most perfect apology? How the hell do you continue to throw a baseless fit after that? *sigh*
This has, however, thrown all of my theories about men and their genetic disposition against proper apologizing out the window. It appears it has nothing to do with genetics.
I blame marriage. And sex. Something happens to men when they get married and/or having sex on a regular basis. Something bad.
I’ll tell you what though, I for one am going to enjoy Work Husband’s current dry spell while it lasts. Men make excellent friends when their not getting any. ;-)
Editorial Notes:
*The term Work Husband was blatantly stolen from Bonanza. I’m sorry Jellybean, but it just fits and requires little or no additional explanation/immediate updating of The Cast page. I like that. :-)
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Sounds like you got your point across - HA. You’ve got to keep men on their toes…and they keep us guessing. on whether they’re human or not.
October 19th, 2006 at 12:05 pm
Britt,Please consider the context? I’m not going out of my way to make people think I don’t like you. It’s funny. Everybody at the table knows that I adore you! There’s no acting, just playing. If I truly hurt your feelings, I’m sorry. No buts about it.
A perfect apology from the book “Apology from Dummies” Sometimes we outwit the ladies. Oh and if I’m not getting any I’m not an excellent anything, argggggggrrrr!
p.s. my blog still out there, sometimes the servers get tired. Looking forward to your comments, you have me a little abandoned.
October 19th, 2006 at 12:07 pm
Apparently, they’re smarter too when they’re not getting any.
Maybe that’s why mine’s been an idiot. :shock:
October 19th, 2006 at 12:09 pm
wow, it’s like he took a class on how to apologize properly. ;D
October 19th, 2006 at 12:26 pm
You were meeting people for the first time and with his jokes, it felt like he was belittling you in front of people you didn’t know.
I can understand this - I’ve had experiences with my wife where she got thin skin out of the blue when she can normally dish it out as well as she can take it.
October 19th, 2006 at 1:21 pm
Hmmmmmm. And here I thought spinsterhood was a bad thing.
I feel so much better now.
(BTW, you can stop hating me now, I am back to the real non SPA world.)
October 19th, 2006 at 2:50 pm
So far I have found you to be quite low maintenance… :twisted:
October 19th, 2006 at 6:45 pm
I know nothing about men. I will take your word for it.
October 19th, 2006 at 9:15 pm
And what is the worst part? I won’t have sex UNTIL I get married. I will be rowing off the waterfall with that little hinderance in my life.
October 20th, 2006 at 2:06 am
Tug: yeah, that’s what I’m doing… keeping them on their toes! LOL
Jose918: well YOU are a rare breed! but then, we already knew that.
J.: oh yes, I definitely think that is the case.
Dawn: well, I may have held an open seminar here a few days ago…
avitable: actually, these people I knew. when I met the mom/grandma for the first time he was very nice. but I’m glad to know I’m not the only woman who sporadically loses her sense of humor.
Wicked: I think there are lots of marvelous things about spinsterhood. Like - SPA getaways!!!
Mr. Fabulous: and I, you :twisted:
Mist: uh huh, try to play demure here. we all know you’re a hooch.
Kyle: really? wow. That is AWESOME!!!
October 20th, 2006 at 8:59 am
Not a perfect apology by any means but it does seem sincere. A perfect apology would not blame you for feeling hurt but instead apologize for his lack of sensitivity.
March 20th, 2007 at 2:10 pm