Why are there some people who just do not have a fucking clue? You know, the person who you avoid like the plague. You want to explain that if you wanted to spend time with them you would be in contact. “Don’t call me, I’ll call you (asshole).”
One such person in my life is the woman I call my step-whore. This would be the woman my Dad had an affair with & then married when I was in elementary school. I have no relationship with her, nor do I desire one. If I never heard from her again it would be too soon.
So, I’m sure the tens of you who read this are wondering what brought this rant on. The bitch tried to add me as a friend on Facebook. I didn’t care about that. I just laughed, said “Hell to the no!”, denied the request and moved on.
A few days later I get an email from my dad telling me that he needs to “talk to me about a couple of things, no big deal to [him]”. I went to lunch & found out that the step-whore made him talk to me because I denied her friend request. Seriously. No kidding. For real. You can’t make this shit up!
She whined to him because I am a big meanie head & denied her friend request. He asked me to have lunch with him & asked me to consider her request to make it easier on him. I’ve considered it and my answer is still no.
She was shitty to us (especially to my brother) when we were younger and I see no reason to have her in my life. It’s not like I go out of my way to be mean to her, I don’t anything her. The woman simply doesn’t exist as far as I’m concerned. Once I give my dad the shirt he asked me to bring back from Tokyo (he paid for it) she will be out of my life. Well, that is until I have to see her at my brother’s wedding in September. Damn it.
*updated 8/21/10 to change title because lots of strange searches land on this post