Hi Everyone,
Happy Friday the 13th!! Since most people set goals and/or resolutions for the New Year, one of mine is to write all of the blogs I have been writing (and editing) in my head. This one has been in the works since September of last year. Like most of my blogs this one came from several conversations. This is what I mean.
It must have been late October or early November when, for a forgotten reason, my neighbour and I began talking about relationships on our way home one night. My neighbour, whom I have addressed as State Farm in a past blog, always, in my opinion, has women, females, and little girls, who are over 21, liking him—a lot. This is because he is a huge flirt, not a womanizer. There is a difference. Anyway, after a few minutes I said, “She’s never done that. Freak out on me. If anything she ignores. I am okay with that. Not everyone is going to like everyone. Besides you and I hang out all the time. Not that I am complaining.”
He replied, “Yeah but….” And the rest of that conversation is private. J
Later that night, while I was watching him shop, I decide to tell him something that has been on my mind.
“Okay so what do you think of this? I am just standing there and some chick, who I have never met before, and either found out her name a few minutes before or after, starts telling me about something that happened to this guy she knows. And get this, it was well…it was pretty bad.” Since I wouldn’t tell my neighbour what it was when he asked, I am going to write what I told him. “All I am going to say is that it was pretty embarrassing. If that happened to someone I knew,” I said as I waited for him to look me, in the eye, “I wouldn’t be talking about it at all.” So why would a female who claims to have been in the presence of a man who, according to her was asked for her advice, when something embarrassing happened to him, tell me about it, when I just met her? I would have taken what she told me to the grave or razzed him about in private a few months later.
If she was trying to get a reaction out of me, I didn’t give her one. Even after I asked what the man’s name was I am rather certain that I just looked at her. What I did do was note that she was either the worst friend anyone could have or the biggest trouble maker in the surrounding solar systems. Why else would someone do that? What is wrong with people? What would you think? For anyone who needs reminding, men, males, man-boys and little boys have feelings too.
Shortly after that someone, who barely knew my neighbour, decided to comment on his schedule. I have no idea what that guy was trying to accomplish and I don’t care either. It pissed me off and I let them know it. “Just how would you know …..? If anyone, between the two of us, is going to know, it is going to be me! I can tell you exactly where he’ll be at __ o’clock today until __o’clock. And right after that I am pretty sure that he will be going to ….Is there anything else you wanted to tell me about State Farm, or his schedule?” Not only did he say no, he never said anything about my neighbour, someone he barely knew, to me again.
As soon as he started telling me about my neighbour, I decided to gradually distance myself from him. And the second I saw State Farm, I told him what happened. Like every good neighbour, State Farm was there, you know a few minutes before the exact time we were to meet and at all of the other places at the times I thought he would be too. For anyone who is interested, there have only been a handful of times when I know my neighbour’s schedule.
Okay so it is the beginning of a new year. 2017 is filled with hope and promise for anyone who wants them. I am one of those people. I hope, trust, in fact, that this year will be better than last. And I trust that anyone who has read this blog knows that I promise to put them in their place if they decide to either be the worst friend anyone could have or the biggest trouble maker in the surrounding solar systems. By the way, I really don’t care what people think. My motto for 2017 is, “I am rather certain, it is impossible for me to care less.”
Thank you for reading, A. Rebel’s Rant! ;D
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