Hi Everyone,
Happy Sunday! Happy Monday! Happy Tuesday! Happy Wednesday! Happy Thursday! Happy Friday! Happy Saturday! Repeat! ;D
There is a good reason as to why I have chosen to wish everyone happiness for every day of the week. This is what I mean.
This past Tuesday, I woke up in a BAD mood. That is highly unusual for me. I haven’t woken up like that for years. There was no reason. Or at least there was no reason that I could think of at the time.
After I found my happy place, I began my day. It was one annoyance after another. I could not completely escape my BAD mood. I was pissed off that I was pissed off.
Once at work, I forewarned the young man sitting beside me.I was feeling okay for a few hours. That is until I saw two toxic females. All of my hard work was all for naught! Errrr!!!
Both of them left me alone the whole time we were working. Yea!! Then on Thursday one of them was working with me. She had a bright idea and decided to say hi to me. I said hi back and left her presence immediately. For months, we had a silent agreement that neither would speak to the other and she broke it. Good times.
Now for anyone who thinks I am overreacting to someone saying hi to me, or that I don’t understand how the world works, or that I lack social skills, keep reading.
In early March of this year, I was working on a three-day night shoot at a studio. The first day was short and there wasn’t an opportunity to see everyone. The second and third day of work were far longer. We were wrapped after 5:30 am! By 1:00 am everyone has seen everyone at least 5 times whether they want to or not.
On the second night, I decided to have a cigarette by the doors closest to set. As I walked back in, I saw one of the toxic females sitting at her table. When she saw me, she decided to leave her seat and walk over to me. “Okay,” I thought, “She saw me and now she wants to make sure I see her. I get it. Whatever.” I kept walking.
Nothing but five feet of toxic air separated us. BUT she still found a way to clip my shoulder. The force of her shoulder against mine, had me steadying myself. I am serious. After that I knew she was completely screwed up.
I continued to my table as if nothing happened trying to remember what form of assault I had just experienced because she physically assaulted me. The Criminal Code has so many different varieties of assault that her behaviour could be a combination of two of more.
Several minutes after I seated myself, I relayed exactly what happened to the other people at the table. I called her a bully, because that is what bullies do, intimidate people. (If someone doesn’t believe me, read, The Bully, The Bullied and the Bystander.)
I did not state her name, or give a description other than she was older than me. Everyone believed me because we have all seen and been a victim t0, “set weirdos”. There is at least one per set. But here is the difference. “Set weirdos” rarely make physically contact. They are, for the most part, harmless. So yea, this toxic female was, and still is, way off her rocker! I decided if she did anything like that again, I would speak to an A.D. (Assistant Director). Being on set is not the most controlled environment, but no one would tolerate that again.
The thing is, at the time, back in early-March, you would have thought she was how most people describe as normal. For her age, she looked, and still looks, good. She takes care of herself. She looks like a respectable, upstanding member of society. She is articulate. She is also very charming. And that is what I noticed all those months ago.
Her charm is what set the alarm bells ringing and the red flags waving in my head. Charming people are well, different and not in a good way. You see, few people can “C” the harm within their charm. A lot of people are blindsided by how friendly, warm and well, charming, charming people are.
If no one believes me read, “Snakes in Suits,” or, “The Sociopath Next Door,” or “Why Women Murder,” or, “Odd Girl Out.” There are other books out there. The above are just the ones that I remember reading. Memoirs are great for learning how “screwed up” people screw people over too.
If you don’t feel like reading, watch a couple of movies. There is always one charming person who is truly harmful in each. If you are more into the news, just think of every description of unsuspecting murders or people who have gone, “postal”. The word charming comes up a lot.
Anytime I hear of someone describe someone else as charming, I think of it as, code, for that person is really screwed up! Or they have more (mental health) issues than National Geographic!
Anytime I question the behaviour of another, I call a dear friend. He has always been on the right side of law and knows more laws than even people in his profession would. He also knows all about sociopaths, psychopaths, and how “screwed up,” people screw with others. He is, and has been, known to be a rock star of what he does for over 2 decades.
We catch up as often as possible. I didn’t mention this incident though. Had I, he would have advised me to stay away from her, and her friends. I guess I had so many other more pressing stories about charming people in completely uncontrolled environments, that I forgot. He had some interesting comments about those stories.
I am blogging about this because it is everyone’s right to be treated with respect. All of us has the right to refuse to be subjected to any form of abuse.
Not everyone is going to gel, get along. That’s a fact. If I get a weird vibe off of someone, I may test the waters to see how I feel the second time we meet. A lot of people do that.
Once I make up my mind though, there is no going back. I will be civil. I will speak to you if there is immediate danger. The chances of being friends, or even frenemies, is close to -46.
I understand, get, a lot of things so before anyone thinks I am being anti-social, think again. I have made it a point to watch documentaries and read books on the human condition and human behaviour for over 15 years. I can sense trouble, and harmful (mentally) troubled people. That was how I kept my daughter out of trouble. I kept people who I thought would lead her down the wrong path or influence in her ways that I didn’t like out of her life.
A lot of people fail to realize that there is a growing number of people with mental health issues. Sure some issues are small and harmless. Others are not. I could blog about this for another 4,396 words, but I have to get somewhere, so I will bottom line it.
If I don’t speak to you, there is a reason. Don’t say hi. In fact, don’t talk to me, don’t look at me, stay away from me. But if you think you did something to hurt me and I have told you I understand, it is because I do. If you think that enough time has passed and decide to speak to me, don’t. Stay away from me. I want to be happy every day.
Thank you for reading, A. Rebel’s Rant! ;D
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