Diva
04-04-02, 09:16PM
Meet The Diva... Sort Of
I worked on my 'About' section... see first button to the left. I added some pictures of me at different stages in my life. There's also a 'Who Am I' area that lists some background. I know that when I go to a web site that I like, the first thing I look for is the 'About' page. I was going to change the 'opinions' statement on the pages. I've been pretty lucky with all of the great readers that grace my site. It's always something, though. But, then I figured, "Fuck it! Most of the people who come here are great. Why change the way I write because of some moron. Enough said.
I hate pleasantries. When someone asks me how I am, I have to guess whether they really want to know, or are saying that out of reflex. One good hint is when they ask you as they continue walking away. It makes me want to throw a shoe. At least some sort of conversation will ensue. Just say 'Hello'. Rule of thumb: Unless you want to hear about bloating, PMS-ing, bleeding like a stuck pig conversation, don't ask. Shit, I say that even when I'm not on the rag. Just to prove a point. I think it's more rude to ask a question you don't give a flying fuck what the answer is than to keep it real. Which brings me to my next point... Why the hell should I have to ask you how you are if I don't give a damn? Case in point. Some guy walked up to me that I semi knew. He asked how I was. I said fine. I started to walk away when out of the blue he says, "Aren't you going to ask how I am?" That's a fucking chick trick, man! These people start looking at me. So I turned and said, "Why?" and then turned and walked away. Later on, I bump into this guy {oh joy, oh rapture} on the elevator. he apologizes for putting me on the spot. Then he says, "So, when are we going to go out to dinner?" Eight fucking floors to go. Shit. At least we were alone this time. I said "Never." He gets all uppity. Now, I wish someone would get on. "That's a terrible thing to say!" Six to go. 'Why is that?' I asked in a non-question question. "Well. It's so cruel. At least you could say 'Sometime'." Four more floors. "Look. I have no intention of going out with you. If I said that, it would give the impression that I might be interested. I'm being completely honest with you so you know without a doubt that we will never go out. I think lying is cruel. At least you know where you stand right? Right?" Well, I guess... Doors open, I'm outta there. From behind me, "Have a nice day." Aaaarggghh!!!
I worked on my 'About' section... see first button to the left. I added some pictures of me at different stages in my life. There's also a 'Who Am I' area that lists some background. I know that when I go to a web site that I like, the first thing I look for is the 'About' page. I was going to change the 'opinions' statement on the pages. I've been pretty lucky with all of the great readers that grace my site. It's always something, though. But, then I figured, "Fuck it! Most of the people who come here are great. Why change the way I write because of some moron. Enough said.
I hate pleasantries. When someone asks me how I am, I have to guess whether they really want to know, or are saying that out of reflex. One good hint is when they ask you as they continue walking away. It makes me want to throw a shoe. At least some sort of conversation will ensue. Just say 'Hello'. Rule of thumb: Unless you want to hear about bloating, PMS-ing, bleeding like a stuck pig conversation, don't ask. Shit, I say that even when I'm not on the rag. Just to prove a point. I think it's more rude to ask a question you don't give a flying fuck what the answer is than to keep it real. Which brings me to my next point... Why the hell should I have to ask you how you are if I don't give a damn? Case in point. Some guy walked up to me that I semi knew. He asked how I was. I said fine. I started to walk away when out of the blue he says, "Aren't you going to ask how I am?" That's a fucking chick trick, man! These people start looking at me. So I turned and said, "Why?" and then turned and walked away. Later on, I bump into this guy {oh joy, oh rapture} on the elevator. he apologizes for putting me on the spot. Then he says, "So, when are we going to go out to dinner?" Eight fucking floors to go. Shit. At least we were alone this time. I said "Never." He gets all uppity. Now, I wish someone would get on. "That's a terrible thing to say!" Six to go. 'Why is that?' I asked in a non-question question. "Well. It's so cruel. At least you could say 'Sometime'." Four more floors. "Look. I have no intention of going out with you. If I said that, it would give the impression that I might be interested. I'm being completely honest with you so you know without a doubt that we will never go out. I think lying is cruel. At least you know where you stand right? Right?" Well, I guess... Doors open, I'm outta there. From behind me, "Have a nice day." Aaaarggghh!!!