and they always end up telling me they wish they were more like… me… aarrrghhh… OKAY… then how about getting a life and stopping the whining?
They seek me out, even though I keep telling them - until I go blue in the face - that their constant whining is nobody’s fault but theirs… it goes in one ear and out the other. They just love victimhood!
- Yeah, your right - They say whenever I challenge their imaginary drama and stupidity - But… you are so wise!
I mean… what? (No comment)… I openly reject them and they call me: ‘wise’… jeez! ...yes, I’m wise… so very wise!
OK so, enough of the blah and let’s get down to business with this tactless SPV…
It was one lazy afternoon (Sounds like the beginning of a story, right?)… when this tactless SPV and I were drinking coffee in my place. It really was a nice afternoon… one of those when you enjoy being with your friend… SPV… but a friend anyways… the kind of SPV that doesn’t bother you, only everybody else! These… I can socialize with… as long as they don’t us’ their SPVism in my presence.
Suddenly, the doorbell rang … I got up; opened the door… It was my sister who had come to say ‘Hi’ and have some soda… and because she was in the neighborhood… and because she’s my sister… and because she doesn’t need an invitation.
Remember when I told you that SPVs don’t like to share ‘audiences’? Okay then…
My sister, cheerful and content, said ‘Hi’ to the tactless SPV and, on her way to sit down, she froze … I froze… we both froze after hearing what the SPV said.
- I mean, my goodness, you’ve gotten so fat… you look like a pig! - Spat out the freaking verbally abusive and tactless SPV.
I’m sorry, what? What? What did she just say? I went numb for about a nanosecond… hard to believe, I know! But I reacted immediately.
- I don’t know what the hell you were thinking by spitting that comment and believing there would be no consequences!? - I finally said, but still not believing my ears - Go! Get out, right now! - I ordered.
- Ay, don’t do this to me, girlfriend - She objects my resolution as if I were asking and not ordering.
My eyes seemed to just want to blaze her… So tactless SPV assumed the matter was up for discussion.
- What did I say???? I didn’t say anything wrong!!! - Said the tactless SPV with that nasty little voice and face of a confirmed SPV.
- Did you think it was a question? And if it were… it was rhetorical!!! What you said has consequences and what you think is irrelevant, as is your presence in this house - I was so frantic I thought I was losing it - So go! Go and never come back!
And she left, of course, accusing me of being intolerant… she left with her sanctified ‘victim’s face’ on. And I haven’t seen her since, thank goodness!
The hell with these SPVs that believe their actions, words, insults and humiliations have no consequences! Not with me, sweetie!
They go around spreading their cruelty and fierceness but, never feeling they did anything wrong! Ha! Had it been the other way around… yes, they play but don’t like to lose and that kind of behavior… here and in China… is called: verbal abuse… mere violence!
I’ve heard so many comments from SPVs similar to this one… they just hate a pretty face on someone else: ‘My god you look so old’, ‘Your hair looks awful’, etc. Yes… maybe… but my life makes sense and is meaningful!
Don’t tolerate it… respond, react, and reject the mortification they provide along with the eternal manipulation that comes along with it! Yes, you can! |